[Part 1: SOUVENIRS]

[Verse: Illmac]
Uh, heart beat like a wardrum
All these punches I’m holding back, I ain’t force one
They opinions is sounding like white noise machines
Like how the more pain I feel made me feel more numb
At the bar, exchanging hundreds for more ones
Middle fingers to the world, we stick out like sore thumbs
They blame they star signs for shortcomings
Speaking of stars, nobody made me one, I was born one
Light years ahead, so I don’t care if they don’t rеalize how bright I shine while I’m hеre
‘Cause a star’s light takes lifetimes to reach us and, most are gone before we even realize they’re there
But I ain’t close to burning out, skrrting out
Out the trunk, word of mouth, hustle like, dirty south
And Bay Area rap independents, find the work-arounds
But the shit full of circus clowns, watch who you work around
Yo, watch who you work around
Just tryna flip this 30 thou into a fully furnished house
Before I had a wave of my own had to surf a couch
Before Bobby was Baby and things got too severe
Remember moving here, my life was in ruins I was on Ruin Your Day, while having a ruined year
Songs I made that won’t see the light of day, them shits are souvenirs
Relevant to a past life
Won’t like what you find like searching for evidence wit’ a blacklight
Did features for the cheap, what my cash like?
Come to think of it the money never matched what I spazzed like
Been in my bag, just had to get the bag right
Back when checking my account balance online was a sad sight
Give a fuck about rap hype, what fans like
I did it, my way, this my journey, I packed light
Pray on ya’ downfall, hate to see you at that height
Feel like a alien and I treat the lab like a crash site
My legacy a part of history like forgotten cities
That’s why there’s so much growth around me consequently
I know some trailer park boys that sniff pills and talk like Ricky
Let karma gift ‘em a gravestone if they plot against me
Told ‘em on All Wins I’m calling it Autumn ‘cause I can’t be caught up in falling
They act like money’s the key to all of their problems
‘Til they have it and that excuse changes like the seasons, that’s why I’m acknowledging all ‘em
That’s why I’m even acknowledging all them
So I don’t care if they don’t realize how bright I shine while I’m here
A star’s light takes lifetimes to reach us and, most are gone before we even realize they’re there
Light years ahead
[Part 2: SLEEP TO LOSE]

[Intro: *sample*]
“What we got here, is a failure to communicate”

[Chorus: Illmac]
Uh, fuck with me if you [?], touching me if you want
I ain’t getting sleep to lose
Cover me in hundreds and bury me underrated, fuck it
I ain’t getting sleep to lose
Uh, I ain’t getting sleep to lose, sleep to lose
Over bullshit that these people do, peep the moves, yeah
I ain’t getting sleep to lose, sleep to lose
Y’all been sleeping for the both of us, peep the moves, yeah

[Verse: Illmac]
Look, can’t tell me shit because I really live this
So try to slide on me, that shit is risky business
The eyes are windows to the soul and my shit is tinted
Unless I show you never know who’s really in it
Counting dead people, I write with ghosts, ghostwriter
Supplying coke by the boat, this the life we chose
La Cosa Nostra, the silent oath
Never catch me sleeping, I’m wide awoke
Tryna find a post, told ‘em, that shit is dead to me
All that act friendly rap politics backstab, yeah bitch you better be
‘Cause when I’m there they have different energy
Then change up more than the Jack’s chicken recipe, man listen
Means you doing bad business, and ass-kissing separately
Your death give me life before they max prison sentence me
Then may these words crumble prison walls and bend the bars
We treat the lab like a kitchen it got us whipping hard
In a rental car with 50 large
Jealousy’s a motherfucker, just to get a leg up they would give an arm
Fans hear a song and try to tell you who you really are
Let ‘em tell it it’s all black and white like a film noir
Never let critics get comfortable, shit could kill the art
Every now and then gotta remind ‘em you still in charge
Opinions like bidness cards, shit is garbage, live ya’ life
This the price when you give your heart and reveal your scars
[Chorus: Illmac]
Uh, fuck with me if you [?], touching me if you want
I ain’t getting sleep to lose
Cover me in hundreds and bury me underrated, fuck it
I ain’t getting sleep to lose
Uh, I ain’t getting sleep to lose, sleep to lose
Over bullshit that these people do, peep the moves, yeah
I ain’t getting sleep to lose, sleep to lose
Y’all been sleeping for the both of us, peep the moves, yeah