paroles de chanson Can't Get Sleep - Deniro Farrar
Yo,
free
Tune.
That's
my
bro.
Can't
get
sleep,
(why?)
newborn
hungry
(yup)
Woke
up
in
the
bed
with
a
bitch
who
don't
want
me
Voices
in
my
head
keep
telling
me
to
pray
I
ain't
got
shit
to
my
name
but
this
AK
Can't
get
sleep,
(why?)
newborn
hungry
(yup)
Woke
up
in
the
bed
with
a
bitch
who
don't
want
me
Voices
in
my
head
keep
telling
me
to
pray
I
ain't
got
shit
to
my
name
but
this
AK
And
I'm
just
a
fucking
victim
to
them
voices
in
my
head
Been
with
her
for
so
long
yet
she
a
stranger
in
my
bed
She
told
me
I
ain't
shit,
she
wish
that
I
was
dead
Sick
of
feeling
hunger
pains,
smoking
til
my
eyes
red
Fuck
eating
a
crumb,
boy
I
want
a
slice
of
bread
Don't
know
how
to
be
a
father,
and
that
feeling
got
me
scared
I'm
looking
in
the
mirror,
and
don't
know
what
I
see
A
reflection
of
my
past
and
it's
still
haunting
me
I
wake
up
to
hearing
screams,
hit
the
block
and
serve
fiends
Gotta
feed
my
fucking
son,
you
know
what
the
fuck
I
mean?
And
I
can't
get
sleep,
he
crying
cause
he
hungry
Tried
to
do
his
mama
right,
that
bitch
didn't
want
me
and
I...
Can't
get
sleep,
(why?)
newborn
hungry
(yup)
Woke
up
in
the
bed
with
a
bitch
who
don't
want
me
Voices
in
my
head
keep
telling
me
to
pray
I
ain't
got
shit
to
my
name
but
this
AK
Can't
get
sleep,
(why?)
newborn
hungry
(yup)
Woke
up
in
the
bed
with
a
bitch
who
don't
want
me
Voices
in
my
head
keep
telling
me
to
pray
I
ain't
got
shit
to
my
name
but
this
AK
And
the
only
thing
I
own
is
this
mothafuckin
choppa
Sick
in
the
head,
I
think
I
need
to
see
a
doctor
She
always
going
clubbing,
she
forcing
me
to
watch
him
I
feed
him
then
I
change
him
then
I
set
him
in
his
rocker
I
should've
known
better;
shit,
his
mama
was
a
bopper
But
that
ain't
no
excuse
cause
I'm
still
that
baby's
papa
Thinking
bout
them
days
crying
on
my
mama
lap
Asking
bout
my
daddy,
shit
I
wonder
where
he
at?
She
looked
at
me
and
said
that
he
ain't
never
coming
back
But
what
she
really
meant
is
he
was
somewhere
smoking
crack
So
ever
since
that
day
I
put
my
family
on
my
back
Walking
round
with
my
choppa
feeling
like
I'm
in
Iraq,
and
I...
Can't
get
sleep,
(why?)
newborn
hungry
(yup)
Woke
up
in
the
bed
with
a
bitch
who
don't
want
me
Voices
in
my
head
keep
telling
me
to
pray
I
ain't
got
shit
to
my
name
but
this
AK
Can't
get
sleep,
(why?)
newborn
hungry
(yup)
Woke
up
in
the
bed
with
a
bitch
who
don't
want
me
Voices
in
my
head
keep
telling
me
to
pray
I
ain't
got
shit
to
my
name
but
this
AK
P.S.A.
to
all
you
fuck
niggas,
mayne.
Out
here
riding
rims,
throwing
money,
think
y'all
doing
it
big...
Take
care
of
your
mothafuckin
kids
nigga.
Y'all
out
here
flexing
for
these
mothafuckin
hoes
nigga,
that
ain't
good
business
my
nigga.
Y'all
out
here
popping
all
that
bullshit
about
all
this
money
you
got
but
your
kids
out
here
hurting?
Man
up
fuck
nigga
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