I Can't Go to Sleep

I can't go to sleep

I can't

Been weighing heavy on my brain

As a kid, used to wanna be like Cain

At the crib, grip a cane

Swing at thangs, I'm coming clean

Foolish of thoughts, but pure at the heart

I grew older and changed

I wish I could explain my brain work mysterious ways

I think I'm deranged, a topic for another day

All that matter, wanna live another day

Brain scattered like I shot it

Can't focus on a topic

We'll be alright y'all I promise

Up all night tryna profit

Like a gun fight, I be poppin

I could tell you where I copped

Your style still a diluted copy

Gotta try me before they knock me

Know they spying, know they watching

I got eyes in different continent

Got more foresight than a prophet

I'm marinating in the pot

Don't gas me up, I know I got it

You could tell me that I'm saucin

But why we stating the obvious

I might take ya broad in broad day

Used to ball in SD just like a Padre

Shawty call me padre, word to your madre

Failed Spanish class, but my game deserve an A

They say they haven't heard of me, I make that change

E-Man getting paid out in the Bay

Still got family out in LA

You couldn't tell I rage, my restrain insane

Headband till my neck pain and brain migraine

I'm a ruler like Azula, know I keep that blue flame

Mastered every element, you can call me Ang

Spitting fire like Zuko, haters saying no he ain't

My name name backwards

You actors no longer factors

Put a E in front of the manual like a tranny that's standard

You get it?

I'll regret it, in these notes as I edit

These lyrics I spit, this written message at 2am

I can't go to sleep

Working morning, no time for breakfast

I can't go to eat

My mind lurk, it go to creep

I'm berserk, won't make a peep

I'm lowkey, won't notice me

The shine hurt

Why the sun approaching me?

Bring the dark... yeah

Young black pyromaniac

Bring the spark... yeah

Running with a match

I'm creeping up like a shark... yeah

Never getting tired

You just getting started

You think you got the juice but y'all be Cam and Collin

We pulled up to your area causing mad hysteria

My dogs in the pit going bull, yeah we terriers

Cats getting killed cuz they curious

Your homie cap getting peeled, now you furious

Can I be a mumble rap lyricist as an experiment?

Go both ways, you'll say music bicurious ha

Impossiblé, feeling like Amine

Need a Spice Girl in PJs that give me leeway

Always down to ride, even on the I-5 freeway at 5pm

A real friend, my friend

Getting real endz, my friend

Never in my feelings, my friend

Never in my feelings, my friend

If I had tears I'd cry for you

If I had fears I'd hide with you

But life's too short to live in cowardice

So imma pop out on my foes

Make that thang spray like showerhead cranked to cold

They be hating, intimidated

They already know that I could crack the code and got the recipe

They looking for pages and patiently waiting for me to cool off

I'm coming out of Vegas, I forever be hot

Already forgot

You have-nots have not reached my low

I switch up my flow, mix it up like Milo or Milo

However pronounced

I'm doper than a kilo or ounce

Whatever amount

As I'm watching all the people go out

I stay in the house and look through the peephole and count

Deceitful evil and bounce

I can't go to sleep

Yeah, aye

I can't go to sleep

I can't