
DEEP SLEEP (JANICE STFU FREESTYLE)
Lil Tjay
Said, Merryanna, it's been so long since you texted me
I started movin' reckless plus I know what you expect from me
I'm stuck on marijuana, guess it's better than the ecstasy
Hard times just kept on testin' me, I know you want the best for me
Yeah, I seen the whole city change
Linkin' up niggas, can't find them a hit, wanna shoot like I stay in the range
Two or three mill' on my neck, nothin' boof, can't salute to you playin' those games
Flyin' private through Italy, Spain, brand new Bubba, four-hundred, it's plain
I'm just poppin' my shit 'cause niggas be knockin' my shit
New York city, I'm the top of the list
I'm gon' clear the party if a opp in this bitch
I'm trench kid from the mud, livin' the way that I'm livin' shouldn't give you a grudge
Inde' flow, fuck it, gon' flood
Better off mindin' your business, give no fuck who judge
Ten figures tucked in the safe, I see the internet hate
On my mother, that shit never be in my face
Niggas be fluky and lame, pressure come down, they gon' break
I know these bitches don't love me and they only chasin' the pape'
Knee deep, baby
Traumatized, it ain't no deep sleep, baby
Know I'm scorchin' hot in these streets, baby
Still gotta keep it, I got deep beef, baby
Haters mad 'cause they want piecey, baby
They be plottin' to decease me, baby
Fucked up trauma, gotta teach me, baby
I'm not tryna do you greasy, baby
Yeah, yeah (yo, Adin, shut the fuck up)
Why would I worry 'bout trolls when I'm in the studio focused on goals?
Platinum, new records unload, whenever I miss, fuck it, shit'll go gold
Couple thou' on my toes, I'm known for the steppin', I'm pushin' the Rolls
They tried to leave me on hold, I went independent, I'm breakin' the code
Money war, don't you provoke
Sign to a nigga that spit with some niggas that signed to a nigga, you jokes
City been dry for a minute, been lookin' type finished, tryna keep it afloat
Fuck it, I'm labeled a villain, that's just how I'm feelin', you play with a goat
And my album just went number six so get off my dick, you niggas just mad
When the police tryna touch me, I spit, that shit give me icks, they say I did bad
Why the real keep on comin' in last?
Stand on morals, they gon' say you crashed
Should've been in the Garden so I could tell Harden, The Knicks put the belt to your ass
They gon' turn up if you understand me, fuck it's Max? Bitch, I smoke out the Grammys (she went through that phone, damn)
Show me you rich, streamers be mad when you fuckin' they bitch
Went through that phone, now that boy makin' fits
If you knew how I'm livin', I'm humble as shit
Humble as fuck, bet I'ma buck
King of my city, who tellin' me what?
Someone hit Ella and tell her that I wanna fuck
The money here, keep it a buck, she know what's up
But back to the melody, stuck in the deal from yours mans
Your bitch fuckin' niggas who scam and I'm just here thinkin' like, Damn
Look at these backends, they hittin', like, damn
Stuck in the deal though, you niggas like, damn
Number six inde', he still goin', damn
Knee deep, baby
Traumatized, it ain't no deep sleep, baby
Know I'm scorchin' hot in these streets, baby
Still gotta keep it, I got deep beef, baby
Haters mad 'cause they want piecey, baby
They be plottin' to decease me, baby
Fucked up trauma, gotta teach me, baby
I'm not tryna do you greasy, baby
Yeah, yeah



Comentarios
Envía preguntas, explicaciones y curiosidades sobre la letra
Forma parte de esta comunidad
Haz preguntas sobre idiomas, interactúa con más fans de Lil Tjay y explora más allá de las letras.
Conoce a Letras AcademyRevisa nuestra guía de uso para hacer comentarios.
¿Enviar a la central de preguntas?
Tus preguntas podrán ser contestadas por profesores y alumnos de la plataforma.
Comprende mejor con esta clase: