Sleepy Saint Sleep Deprived Lyrics
Sleep Deprived by Sleepy Saint
Lord, forgive me for all of my sins
Before you kill me let my team win
Forgive my haters for they don't know better
But to hate a mothafucka that's tryin to make some cheddar
Yeah go and let em, yeah go and let em
Cause they'll never find a place that's ever gonna accept them
Yo just take a second and listen up to this blessing
Sleep Deprived mothafucka here's a fuckin lesson
Verse 1:
Pledge of allegiance, under God.
Don't tell me this world don't seem so odd.
Cause they don't make a race or a place or a face that's perfect, we
Imperfectly the same.
Same thoughts, same things, like you got the same brains
Call me fuckin insane only if your bitch sane
Only that's her real name.
I'm about these real thangs, real gold, real chain
Real Sleep, Real Saint, Don't say my name is vain!
Chorus
Verse 2
Witnesses get a witness here
Who that mothafucka that be talkin that biz
S-A-I-N-T Sleepy in this bitch
And that jealousy sound like some female shit, ew.
I'm next in line, you.
You're losing time.
These are my dreams all by design
All these other rappers goin to resign
Bitch I got the same team.
Come and meet Pistol Sleep,
Yeah we deep, 814 family.
Gotta be on your shit
Cause we all too slick
And I ain't no bitch.
Better tell your whole clique,
That it's Sleepy Saint and I don't kidd.
No Jason or Gilchrist.
Ya'll full of shit like you never had a meal missed.
Bitch I gotta deal with this
Remember not eatin meals and shit
Or should I go back to flippin cars at a dealership
Rather be the one spittin bars on some realer shit
Tell me mothafucka what's it take to be the illest here?
Sicker than most, every year gonna be our year, yeah.
Derrick Rose, tore my ACL last year.
Still running it, bitch. Right here on my back heels. Bastards.
Chorus
Verse 3:
I've raised the stakes for everyone.
So tell me that I won't make it son
As long as I was waiting on someone to come and put me on.
But now look what I created. Look what I created.
A young white kid in Altoona rapping and I'm having haters.
Fuck you all. I'm coming strong like I never had a nut at all.
Dedicated my whole life to playin basketball.
Started three years after saying "I was too small"
Now my status like no hair, bitch I'm too bald.
But I'll never give praise to where it ain't due.
So don't think for these rhymes I should have to thank you.
Cause you ain't in my brain as much as you think you really are but we both
Know, that shit just ain't true.
Try to be me? Bitch, you have a hard to being you.
Getting stuck in my scene, mothafucka look around dude.
I just worked a 9 to 5, came home, got in the booth.
I need to kiss no ones ass, excuse me, fuck you.
Chorus
My father got a new phone the other day and texted me.
He said "You get cash for doin what you love, then let's heavenly."
Shit, I told em I would not give up, cause failure is my enemy.
I seen my Mom cry at my first show and she knew it was meant to be.
So bitch, I'm a star that shine and my sisters could tell you everything.
But fuck it, So right here in this moment, this is my everything.
So fuck ya'll do anything. So fuck ya'll try anything.
Young Saint, Heavy hated and imitated, Three High.
Before you kill me let my team win
Forgive my haters for they don't know better
But to hate a mothafucka that's tryin to make some cheddar
Yeah go and let em, yeah go and let em
Cause they'll never find a place that's ever gonna accept them
Yo just take a second and listen up to this blessing
Sleep Deprived mothafucka here's a fuckin lesson
Verse 1:
Pledge of allegiance, under God.
Don't tell me this world don't seem so odd.
Cause they don't make a race or a place or a face that's perfect, we
Imperfectly the same.
Same thoughts, same things, like you got the same brains
Call me fuckin insane only if your bitch sane
Only that's her real name.
I'm about these real thangs, real gold, real chain
Real Sleep, Real Saint, Don't say my name is vain!
Chorus
Verse 2
Witnesses get a witness here
Who that mothafucka that be talkin that biz
S-A-I-N-T Sleepy in this bitch
And that jealousy sound like some female shit, ew.
I'm next in line, you.
You're losing time.
These are my dreams all by design
All these other rappers goin to resign
Bitch I got the same team.
Come and meet Pistol Sleep,
Yeah we deep, 814 family.
Gotta be on your shit
Cause we all too slick
And I ain't no bitch.
Better tell your whole clique,
That it's Sleepy Saint and I don't kidd.
No Jason or Gilchrist.
Ya'll full of shit like you never had a meal missed.
Bitch I gotta deal with this
Remember not eatin meals and shit
Or should I go back to flippin cars at a dealership
Rather be the one spittin bars on some realer shit
Tell me mothafucka what's it take to be the illest here?
Sicker than most, every year gonna be our year, yeah.
Derrick Rose, tore my ACL last year.
Still running it, bitch. Right here on my back heels. Bastards.
Chorus
Verse 3:
I've raised the stakes for everyone.
So tell me that I won't make it son
As long as I was waiting on someone to come and put me on.
But now look what I created. Look what I created.
A young white kid in Altoona rapping and I'm having haters.
Fuck you all. I'm coming strong like I never had a nut at all.
Dedicated my whole life to playin basketball.
Started three years after saying "I was too small"
Now my status like no hair, bitch I'm too bald.
But I'll never give praise to where it ain't due.
So don't think for these rhymes I should have to thank you.
Cause you ain't in my brain as much as you think you really are but we both
Know, that shit just ain't true.
Try to be me? Bitch, you have a hard to being you.
Getting stuck in my scene, mothafucka look around dude.
I just worked a 9 to 5, came home, got in the booth.
I need to kiss no ones ass, excuse me, fuck you.
Chorus
My father got a new phone the other day and texted me.
He said "You get cash for doin what you love, then let's heavenly."
Shit, I told em I would not give up, cause failure is my enemy.
I seen my Mom cry at my first show and she knew it was meant to be.
So bitch, I'm a star that shine and my sisters could tell you everything.
But fuck it, So right here in this moment, this is my everything.
So fuck ya'll do anything. So fuck ya'll try anything.
Young Saint, Heavy hated and imitated, Three High.