Lyrics Lullaby - Kasey Andre

I get to high to get low
But I don't too smoke much
My baby like to smoke a blunt
And get in touch with her inner rasta
Hit you up like Costco
Don't put your block up
Them get to raising prices
When they see you got your rhymes up
Say I don't like it much
Head under the pillow
I don't sleep that much
Mama getting mad because I don't eat enough
Nah I rather spend my time writing shit
My appetite survivalist
Skinny as they get
But my arrival set
Hit me when you depart
No you know I did my part
No she don't know me much
Tell her she can't play that card
Yea you know I played that smart
No this not a chess game
Take another hit
And still I wonder why my chest ache
Brain been hurting from a lack of caffeine
I'm dehydrated
Trying to get up and do something
Im so afraid of wasting all my time
While I'm trying close my eyes some
No you send reminders
Of a time back when I liked ya
Now it's silly thoughts
So possibilities don't get to real for me
I rather stay aesthetic
Till the industry get killing me
So sunny days don't go away
I'm lost without you
Since every loss I count be without you
I'm not convinced that I could go
Take on the world all up on my own
Say I don't want hold you
So Ima let you go
Hold up
Hold up
What you notice
I don't need to feel the focus in
I hit the studio at 2 am
You know that we back at this
Tired of all the nights
Where I Just sit back
Steady doubting what I'm doing
Why you learning all your tactics from a movie yeah
Ask me why I like you
Maybe cuz you something new
Only seen you once before
You know that
That be true
Saying if I only knew
Yuh

Get high as fuck and don't waste time
In love with that waist line
If you don't get one
You can get two
Better yet you can mine
I don't want to go light up
Yuh
Better yet hold your light up
Yuh
Momma call up my cell
Phone
You know she stand behind it
Yuh
Fuck around
But still don't like me
No no no
Everything that I do
Still making these moves
But it's cool