Fukk Sleep (feat. FKA twigs)

Fuck 'em, fuck sleep, come clean, zonin'
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm going
Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies
Can't forget that I'm a OG, better act like you know it

Blunt smoke, smoke weed, codeine, cough
Tell that bitch that I'm awesome
Better back the fuck up off me
Coco, Selene, Tiffany, she flossy
Ain't concerned with who worthy
Can't forget that she bossy

We house buying surf board just trying to ride the wave
I was cooking up another fucking tidal wave
Had to get entitled motherfuckers out the way
Had to take another title sorry for the wait
Barely ever took a break on, fashion like my time need
More hours in a day
I apologize if I'm late
Doctor Vane whoa
Barley look like I'm awake
Darker shades, bluer vein
Bluer money in the bank

Fuck 'em, fuck sleep, come clean, zoning
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm going
Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies
Can't forget that I'm a OG, better act like you know it

I remember I was pooring
I was young and living homeless
Now I rock it Ricky Owens, eyes looking like he rolling
Got new bags under my eyelid
New bags up in my closets
New bags like I went shoppin', got new bags on new bags
Minds better at seeing two now
Needing up on my down time
Hit the waves with the new sound
House tunes but its screwed down
Thats dope (sauce)
Take a sec to thank the lord
'Nother one to call my folks
Hit my momma on the phone
She like "son you the boss"
Focus, don't get caught up in the moment
Can't forget that I'm golden
Don't forget that I'm chosen

Fuck 'em, fuck sleep, come clean, zoning
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm going
Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies
Can't forget that I'm a OG, better act like you know it

They called me a bitch
Burned me like saffron, my matter is golden
A child of the oldest
My touch is righteous, like virus my Midas
I'm golden
He holds me when I'm present
I'm chosen
So hold me tight I swear
I'm golden
Fuck 'em, fuck sleep, come clean, zonin' (Hold him)
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm going
Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies (Golden)
Can't forget that I'm a OG, better act like you know it



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Tyler, Gary Michael Lucas, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Rakim Mayers, Tahliah Debrett Barnett, Michael Burman, Hector Delgado, Albert J. Johnson
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