[Intro]
(Sleep)
(Di-die)

[Verse]
Pop out with the gang to an extent (Ah, ah, Curien)
Uh, I spend shit, it do not make no sense, make no sense (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, I keep juggin' shit, I got finesse, finesse
Brand new Glock, I put it to the test (Ayy, damn)
I know n***as who down bad and who won't rest
I know n***as who do shit if it's a mother fuckin' bet (Yeah, yeah)
I myself will never sleep, I'm always workin', too upset (Gang, gang)
I know n***as who beat drugs and they surpassed me, what is that? (Humilating)
I can't hate, they got they shit and I got my mom [?] (After him)
That [?], just starting fresh (Gang)
A year ago, I had to quit the meds, quit the meds
I'm too hard, it be like I'm a wall of fuckin' flesh
I-if I do this shit, then these n***as gon' hate me less (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, I got my lil' n***a, he know he learned from the best
I'm in a deep sleep, I had to get this off my chest

[Outro]
Off my chest, off my chest
(The festival of blood continues)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah