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Smoking on my reefer tryna dig a little deeper And I’m still my brothers keeper I’m just playing my position, ended up being a leader But this shit just isn’t easy I’ve got a lot mouths to feed and I need more than this pizza Pressure on my shoulders, learnt some lessons from my olders Funerals in August, but some blessings in October My brother said he ain’t shook about coming back to the hood I’m worried that’s he’s coming back for good Before I’m gone and forgotten, I’ll tell my people I’ve got them Cause I, didn’t count my blessings before I lost them I’ve gone from being on the stage, to putting Grandma in a grave Sleeping good sleeps, to nights laying awake In the darkness I bleed, in the light it’s all okay Wear my heart on my sleeve and I leave it on the page Say it all on the mic and I stay away from the hype Tell my family I love ‘em and I treat my lady right But I’m just tryna sleep through the night I’m just tryna sleep through the night Sipping on my Henny until the bottle is empty Grieving in December but blessings in January Letras de cancionesI’m black and proud the youngers are black and ready Music makes me money, being popping makes me funny Fake laughs in a room full of money Where it’s dark but it used to be sunny Seen too many people get ticked off for a logo Seen too many people get licked down for a postcode Me I’m just tryna take the crown and then go home That’s why chillin in mobay instead of the Mobos I heard that the, I heard the limelight turns you loco That’s why you rarely see my face in all the photos I’m all about music, otherwise I’m too reclusive They all ask me how I’m doing, I smile and say I’m improving, when I’m really going through it I’m still tryna figure it out I’m still tryna live here without her And I’m still tryna put God first Still tryna give her the world, and I’m still tryna build her a house But it’s too late I’m just tryna do it right Just tryna sleep through the night Just tryna sleep through the night, yeah From Letras Mania