Bedtime Prayer

Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul he keep If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul he take Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul he keep If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul he take But I can never fall asleep So I smoke a blunt tryna practice deep breathin' I read a few books in the precinct And every time I'm booked I see a few friends Talkin' bullshit "we aint do it" But I'm here every year on some new shit All these critics in my face is a nuisance I don't care if you a dime, keep your two cents To yourself, I been actin' irrational now Shoutout to my GED ain't no cap and a gown Zay moved the pack when they were pattin' me down We just some young cash cows smoking' half of the pound Pound for pound I'm the champion On my high horse, lookin clean in the chariot Put it in the air again Can you smell the arrogance? Unaware of all that somebody take care of him Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul he keep If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul he take Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul he keep If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul he take But I don't ever go to sleep All these thoughts in my head keep spinnin' and I'm queazy Gotta dime in my bed and she sleazy You gotta have a mind too if you wanna please me Otherwise it's never mind to her reasons Swear to God on my mom I'm a creature Of bad habit sometimes I can't even keep up Ain't the world tired of watchin' another re-run They ain't hear me then all I had to do was speak up Now I got the keys like Alicia, thank God Mighta lost myself but I never let the faith die Or maybe I'm addicted to her waist line And what it taste like But she don't love me like I love her So she got the brake lights, have a great life And I always have a safe flight Rich got me a show in California with the grape vine Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul he keep If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul he take Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul he keep If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul he take I did a show in California And I met Mary J. Blige's daughter She told me she ain't think nobody with some real music would be here Until she heard me on the mic while the cameras recorded And I doubt she even remembers me, I'm not important But I still get into V.I.P, no appointment And I think I even had a talk With someone named Brandon Barnes He told me that I got it I'm a star And if I had a hit, I should give him a call Like he tryna help my rap career takeoff Hold up, I don't even know this mufucker I ain't splittin' money with you, we ain't talking numbers In this dog eat dog world only trust my brothers Most of these bitches ain't worthy only love my mother And my sister, treat her wrong if you wanted trouble I'm a diamond in the dirt what you did discover They say money talks, and you got no rebuttals When I'm on my job boy everything is subtle If they know who it is, then they gotta love you Said she love the wave, now she makin' puddles Fuck you 'fore I leave got no time to cuddle In this concrete jungle we still throwin' rubble And I do it like I need it do it like it's nothin' I still do it for the glory do it for the glutton Now I'm making somethin'