Lyrics
WWF
Mr. Sleepy, Faded Floyd
Sometimes I feel pinned down
Thats why it's so hard to put the pen down
Shoulders on the mat
Life going for the win now
I kicked out
Leg on the bottom rope
Dawg I'm exhausted
Don't ever think I've lost hope
Cuz losing I can never do
Come up off an L that's a better you
Put two together you might finally get a W
Sometimes I do
Think about not rapping any longer
Since the day
My dad was no longer in my corner I been psyched out
Everyone's an enemy
Don't call my phone if you came to drain all my energy
Already empty
My tank got a slow leak
Money moving at the rate of screw yea this a slow week
Prolly why I'm slow to speak
So much on my mind man
Boys talking gold dust
Walking cross the dry land
Hoping for a gold rush
Lightning in a frying pan
More like Tony Stark but I'm cool on being Iron Man
He talking while I'm sipping drank forgetting what that dude say
Always kept a Bat Man
These boys out here Two Faced
Slicker than a Penguin yea they thinking they a Joker too
I just let the beef burn slow like a smoker do
Sleep grew up an Usher too
Follow me and take your seat
Ain't too many like me on the other side of Turtle Creek
Act like I can't murk a beat
Cuz I didn't try to cross the street
Acting hard like I ain't ever seen them get they ass beat
Boys stuck on last week
Thinking 2030 now
Tiger bout to graduate
Which colleges he turning down
Rather hear 100 rounds or how I flipped a 100 pounds
Nah I stayed legit
Dodged the blitz and still held it down
Pressure bust pipes but never seen enough to stop the flow
Still the best nerd they never heard come up out the Mo
Should've flexed a lil more