Wheaties lyrics

by

Nas


[Chorus]
My n*gga don’t sleep (sleep)
My n*gga go to sleep
My n*gga don’t sleep (sleep)
You might as well sleep
You already asleep (sleep)
My n*gga don’t sleep
My n*gga don’t
My n*gga don’t (don’t)
Reality check you know?

[Verse 1]
Rose kisses on the corner of my mouth, breath stinking
Mouth sh*t all over the couch, I’m just thinking
Grandpa homeless by the park and it's a sale
Right behind the hot dog cart, my n*gga swell
Riley Court n*ggas by the drove selling packs
Myrtle Ave n*ggas by Grove be selling crack
Gee willikers b
If we could just relax then these feelings could leave
Booby Ma stole the money
I gave for that n*gga Sega Genesis game, Rhyme sold
Ain’t nothing coming
Taking food stamps to the [?] and get some cash
They give you like a dollar for every 2 and a half
Every night and some sh*t
I wake up in the morning see some sneakers on The Wire
Baby life is a b*tch
I’m only 10 years old, but I’m going on 40
Old heads say “yo, I see you growing up shorty”

[Chorus: x3]
My n*gga don’t sleep (sleep)
My n*gga go to sleep
My n*gga don’t sleep (sleep)
You might as well sleep
You already asleep (sleep)
My n*gga don’t sleep
My n*gga don’t
My n*gga don’t (don’t)

[Verse 2]
I seen chicks give it to dudes on Broad Market
Seen b*tch n*ggas get used before they lost it
Caution
Right before they got found in South Mountain Reservation or something
How that sound?
Am I believable?
Easy to forget?
Unbeatable, easy to read?
What you suggest?
Should I slow it down a bit or should I say it with my chest?
Should I walk around and sh*t?
And should I spray it with my TEC's?
Bet
OG said, "Man take the stock off
Put the AK in your pants incase it pop off
You ain't the type to just dance around the subjects, slim
You the type to get your ass up out the club
And then hit the stash in the trunk"
And you know the rest of that song is unsung
You know the fellas I call is gon' come
Son
One (one one one)

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