Fill the glass
Puff the gas
I’m on they ass
I want it bad

Lil sleep sad
In the mud
Big shot gun
Call me Elmur Fudd

That’s just what it was
Now it’s fucking different
But I know you never see
The good times or the difference

I’m just here
I’m just tryna be me
Always think about you
Before I go to $leep


Lil sleep with the fucking records
Swear there’s not one better
Cept her

And I’m getting better
Shout out my lil shawtys
With the scarlet letter
I’m just tryna figure out
What this life shit all about
Never done it for the clout
Never trust the word of mouth

Lil sleep
With the fucking records
Swear there’s no one better
Cept her

My heart cold
Chicago weather

But you still catch me
In expensive sweater

Yeah I’m getting better *Yeah I am*

Chicago weather *Its so cold*

Nothing forever *They so bold*

My heart cold just like December


All that glitters is not gold
I swear they getting really bold
I swear I try to understand
Just end up laughing in the end
Lil sleep
With the fucking records
Man he be so clever
No effort

Thus far
Unmeasured

Catch me in the distance remembered

Shit hot
No ember
Shit hot
September
Lil $leep
Calendar
Trust me I been sure

Trust me I been scheming
Lil sleep so you know I’m dreaming
You can catch me screaming
Never check the numbers streaming