$heek Juice - IN$omnia Lyrics

This that 3 am grind
This how I really feel
Ten toes down
Never ask for handouts
Invest in yourself
I don’t get no rest
Like I got insomnia
I won’t even sleep
Like I got insomnia
I can’t even dream
Like I got insomnia
Touchdown at cookies
Smoking on insomnia
I don’t get no rest
Like I got insomnia
I won’t even sleep
Like I got insomnia
I can’t even dream
Like I got insomnia
Touchdown at cookies
Smoking on insomnia
I’m up early morning
I swear I’m barely getting rest
I ain’t no bank teller
But I swear
I chase the check
If you ain’t talking money
Don’t you even waste a breath
Cuz I won’t even listen
I’m about my cheese
Like Brett
I’m about my commas
My name should be
Dollar bill
And I could be your father
But how would your father feel
This recipe so different
Tryna marinate a mil
To feed the smiling coast
A real check with my government
And now my flights so distant
Real distant
I pray that you listen
And I pray that I make it
And I pray that you with me
Pray the devil look me in my eyes
And say nigga you winnin
Look me in the mirror
And say
You ain’t even sinning
Put a bag on my team
Magic Johnson, like wah lah
She say your johnson magic
Baby like tah dah
This money on my god quest
Shout my nigga Rah Rah
This the pregame shoot around
I gotta go harder
I don’t get no rest
Like I got insomnia
I won’t even sleep
Like I got insomnia
I can’t even dream
Like I got insomnia
Touchdown at cookies
Smoking on insomnia
I don’t get no rest
Like I got insomnia
I won’t even sleep
Like I got insomnia
I can’t even dream
Like I got insomnia
Touchdown at cookies
Smoking on insomnia
Every time I’m in L A
I feel like Robert HORRY
I got seven tings on me Robert Horry
Coach gave me the ball
I shoot like Robert Horry
And I know my day ones
Always riding for me
If you don’t show no love
You won’t get no love from me
If you ain’t in my circle
Won’t get no hugs from me
Don’t let everybody in
They don’t be lovin me
They just love the opportunity
To pull the rug from me
So I keep the bruvs with me
I keep the bruvs with me
They move that food
Yeah Yeah
Like the thornberrys
I swing the tool
Yeah Yeah
Spin the block one more time
We’ll never be too late
Yeah Yeah
We took like two L’s
I kept it cool jay
Yeah Yeah
Don’t let up
Don’t let up
My momma won’t let up
I ain’t go to doctor in so long
But I swear I got my check up
Yeah Yeah
Yeah I got my check up
I ain’t go to doctor in so long
But I swear I got my check up
I don’t get no rest
Like I got insomnia
I won’t even sleep
Like I got insomnia
I can’t even dream
Like I got insomnia
Touchdown at cookies
Smoking on insomnia
I don’t get no rest
Like I got insomnia
I won’t even sleep
Like I got insomnia
I can’t even dream
Like I got insomnia
Touchdown at cookies
Smoking on insomnia
Yeah I’m barely getting rest
Yeah I swear I chase the check
Yeah I swear I chase the check
And I don’t bank with chase
But I swear I chase the check

This that 3 am grind
This how I really feel
Ten toes down
Never ask for handouts
Invest in yourself
I don’t get no rest
Like I got insomnia
I won’t even sleep
Like I got insomnia
I can’t even dream
Like I got insomnia
Touchdown at cookies
Smoking on insomnia
I don’t get no rest
Like I got insomnia
I won’t even sleep
Like I got insomnia
I can’t even dream
Like I got insomnia
Touchdown at cookies
Smoking on insomnia
I’m up early morning
I swear I’m barely getting rest
I ain’t no bank teller
But I swear
I chase the check
If you ain’t talking money
Don’t you even waste a breath
Cuz I won’t even listen
I’m about my cheese
Like Brett
I’m about my commas
My name should be
Dollar bill
And I could be your father
But how would your father feel
This recipe so different
Tryna marinate a mil
To feed the smiling coast
A real check with my government
And now my flights so distant
Real distant
I pray that you listen
And I pray that I make it
And I pray that you with me
Pray the devil look me in my eyes
And say nigga you winnin
Look me in the mirror
And say
You ain’t even sinning
Put a bag on my team
Magic Johnson, like wah lah
She say your johnson magic
Baby like tah dah
This money on my god quest
Shout my nigga Rah Rah
This the pregame shoot around
I gotta go harder
I don’t get no rest
Like I got insomnia
I won’t even sleep
Like I got insomnia
I can’t even dream
Like I got insomnia
Touchdown at cookies
Smoking on insomnia
I don’t get no rest
Like I got insomnia
I won’t even sleep
Like I got insomnia
I can’t even dream
Like I got insomnia
Touchdown at cookies
Smoking on insomnia
Every time I’m in L A
I feel like Robert HORRY
I got seven tings on me Robert Horry
Coach gave me the ball
I shoot like Robert Horry
And I know my day ones
Always riding for me
If you don’t show no love
You won’t get no love from me
If you ain’t in my circle
Won’t get no hugs from me
Don’t let everybody in
They don’t be lovin me
They just love the opportunity
To pull the rug from me
So I keep the bruvs with me
I keep the bruvs with me
They move that food
Yeah Yeah
Like the thornberrys
I swing the tool
Yeah Yeah
Spin the block one more time
We’ll never be too late
Yeah Yeah
We took like two L’s
I kept it cool jay
Yeah Yeah
Don’t let up
Don’t let up
My momma won’t let up
I ain’t go to doctor in so long
But I swear I got my check up
Yeah Yeah
Yeah I got my check up
I ain’t go to doctor in so long
But I swear I got my check up
I don’t get no rest
Like I got insomnia
I won’t even sleep
Like I got insomnia
I can’t even dream
Like I got insomnia
Touchdown at cookies
Smoking on insomnia
I don’t get no rest
Like I got insomnia
I won’t even sleep
Like I got insomnia
I can’t even dream
Like I got insomnia
Touchdown at cookies
Smoking on insomnia
Yeah I’m barely getting rest
Yeah I swear I chase the check
Yeah I swear I chase the check
And I don’t bank with chase
But I swear I chase the check