Casisdead - No Rest For The Wicked lyrics

[Verse] (There's no rest for the wicked) I don't sleep, sleep is the cousin of d**h But I'm already dead So how come I don't see my cousin, that's dread Every day my eyes are bloodshot red Rolling back in my head, like I got shot dead But f** going bed, I'm licking them shots instead I ain't got no hopes or dreams How do you dream if you're an insomniac It seems The only escape is the cognac or the green Which don't even seem, to be licking me like it used to I need big joints to get me lean, not four point like I used to [Hook] These streets don't go to sleep, there's no rest for the wicked I reload three times each week, I've got food, I don't tick it [Verse] Na fam I don't tick it, I take it On the train to Brummel Lane with no ticket Hit the trap, bake it, cut it, lick it Counting .1 shots so I'm making maximum profit No wraps in my pocket It's under the tongue, so I don't drop it Easy access when they wanna cop it My food is show You can't top it, I swear Castro Is the topic of every deep convo regarding snow From here to the tropics Anything you need, we stock it Can sniff it, bun it or pop it [Hook] These streets don't go to sleep, there's no rest for the wicked I reload three times each week, I've got food, I don't tick it [Verse] Sell d**, it's in my DNA Coke, ket, MDMA Got paid in college but not EMA On this ting 'til I win a VMA Drink shey on the black DNA Then go shot an eight ball of the yay But no consignments today 'Nuff man ask for the ball but don't know how to play And you know what they say Don't run if you can't walk and watch what you say Watch where you stay Because you know Big Bro's gonna watch where you stay When the cats are watching you cutting a key in the kitchen, what are you gonna say Do the sale, caught the next day Refused bail, what can I say [Hook][x2] These streets don't go to sleep, there's no rest for the wicked I reload three times each week, I've got food, I don't tick it [Outro] Trust fam The streets never sleep Castro's Saint Castro ST Jme on the keys Safe fam (Yeah) And you know it's Proper P in '07 N17 North London fam, ya get me Show