Official Stichel - Cant Sleep lyrics

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Official Stichel - Cant Sleep lyrics

Verse 1: My whole life is a dream and an aspiration Ya homes got you gased up homie, your past inflation Feelin' yourself too much (uh) masturbation Head of my cla**, valedictorian, graduation Decapitation is waiting for you if you keep hatin' Spit a hot bar back at me homie, I'm standing right here waitin' Nope, not a chance I'm interested in partakin' Get up in that face, I make a tough biscuitstart flakin' I'm not a fan of how you lie I'm popping like some fire crackers on the 4th of July Can even board a plane, they telling me that I'm too fly The words come from a giant, was once a kid who was too shy Chorus (x2)
You ever dream so much that you can't sleep at night? Do you know what that feel like?
You know what that feel like? Do you know what that feel like? Verse 2: It's four in the mornin', everybody else is snorin' Sleep or chosen' this dream, I'm shown' you what's important Moms been grindin' all week, Dad's in Dubai doin' his corporate We all chasing a dream that somebody gonna have to forfeit Grandpa need health insurance, I need a way to afford it Metamorphosis flip the switch, like the hare when racing the tortoise Describe my self in one word homie, you know I'm torchin' My chance of winning's big, shoulda named this the wheel of fortune (uh) I need a car, Tyler's driven' me too much Y'all say y'all grindin', but ain't really doin' much Been through so much, man I'm sayin' it's just my luck I know one things for sure, I get up Chorus (x2) You ever dream so much that you can't sleep at night? Do you know what that feel like? You know what that feel like? Do you know what that feel like? Verse 3: I want that lex diamond, with lex diamonds, that's why I'm rhymin' Tired of chasing my cousin down for studio time and.. I want the world to salute me for the fact that I'm grindin' I'm overtimin', I want that GT with a big TV, see me cheesy, layback easy, never sleazy Hella sleepy, honking beep beep, so when I ride, I know you see me And I want an Ari grande In a bikini said I want an Ari grande In a bikini Spit a bar, pick a beat, print a flyer, hit the streets Rappers say they bout this life, tell 'em that I wanna see They wanna be's, these fake MC's, they verses straight from Mickie D's They sayin' that they wanna beef, I'm looking' at 'em like they meat I'm chillin' out up off my feet, online jackin' in for beats Return ya flow, here's a receipt, I'm J. Cole when on a beat Gituff Entertainment, are we finally famous? Y'all think that I'm playin', like myname is Jamis Sound like a female dog homie, quit complaining' Lookin' real real weak, anti-Gittuff Entertainment Chorus (x2) You ever dream so much that you can't sleep at night? Do you know what that feel like? You know what that feel like? Do you know what that feel like?