I wander through the rain
Pray on your phone call
I'm feeling extra grey
I got my ringer on
And if you need me, believe me, I'm here to comfort you
I'm here to hold you down, make love and cum with you and
Oh, I wanna shower you in gold
I haven't slept in twenty-four
She said "What you do it for"
I said, Baby
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
Sorry if I hurt my darling's feelings
Gotta stack these bands up to the ceiling
Sorry if I hurt my darling's feelings
Gotta stack these bands up to the ceiling
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
I wander through your eyes
And see the worry In 'em
I need the antidote
To spit a certain venom
Baby believe me I fiend the feeling you burn in me
Let's find the peace til you catch a Z and I leave to reach
More, Ain't gonna sleep for many more
The weeks come in and they go
She said what you do it for
I said, Baby
I could never tell you what it's like
Putting pressure on my f*cking life
Imma make it, on my f*cking life
I've been working nearly every night
Baby imma make us richer than the carters is
If my homies keep me clear up from the pharmacists
In the 6 side repping from the hill
And I'm still so f*cking Ill when I'm spitting off the pills
No, no, no
F*cking real, got it from my pops
Work until I drop, working till I drop all my gems
No, no, no
'Til I collapse imma sing and imma rap
Imma sting em with the beat as I'm floating to the top
She said, "What you do it for?"
I said I do it marble on the floors
Do it for the f*cking marble floors
I was destined for this shit
I was destined for this shit
I was destined for this shit
(I cannot sleep)
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
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Afta Hill - Insomnia/ Marble Floors Lyrics
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I wander through the rain
Pray on your phone call
I'm feeling extra grey
I got my ringer on
And if you need me, believe me, I'm here to comfort you
I'm here to hold you down, make love and cum with you and
Oh, I wanna shower you in gold
I haven't slept in twenty-four
She said "What you do it for"
I said, Baby
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
Sorry if I hurt my darling's feelings
Gotta stack these bands up to the ceiling
Sorry if I hurt my darling's feelings
Gotta stack these bands up to the ceiling
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
I wander through your eyes
And see the worry In 'em
I need the antidote
To spit a certain venom
Baby believe me I fiend the feeling you burn in me
Let's find the peace til you catch a Z and I leave to reach
More, Ain't gonna sleep for many more
The weeks come in and they go
She said what you do it for
I said, Baby
I could never tell you what it's like
Putting pressure on my f*cking life
Imma make it, on my f*cking life
I've been working nearly every night
Baby imma make us richer than the carters is
If my homies keep me clear up from the pharmacists
In the 6 side repping from the hill
And I'm still so f*cking Ill when I'm spitting off the pills
No, no, no
F*cking real, got it from my pops
Work until I drop, working till I drop all my gems
No, no, no
'Til I collapse imma sing and imma rap
Imma sting em with the beat as I'm floating to the top
She said, "What you do it for?"
I said I do it marble on the floors
Do it for the f*cking marble floors
I was destined for this shit
I was destined for this shit
I was destined for this shit
(I cannot sleep)
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
Pray on your phone call
I'm feeling extra grey
I got my ringer on
And if you need me, believe me, I'm here to comfort you
I'm here to hold you down, make love and cum with you and
Oh, I wanna shower you in gold
I haven't slept in twenty-four
She said "What you do it for"
I said, Baby
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
Sorry if I hurt my darling's feelings
Gotta stack these bands up to the ceiling
Sorry if I hurt my darling's feelings
Gotta stack these bands up to the ceiling
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
I wander through your eyes
And see the worry In 'em
I need the antidote
To spit a certain venom
Baby believe me I fiend the feeling you burn in me
Let's find the peace til you catch a Z and I leave to reach
More, Ain't gonna sleep for many more
The weeks come in and they go
She said what you do it for
I said, Baby
I could never tell you what it's like
Putting pressure on my f*cking life
Imma make it, on my f*cking life
I've been working nearly every night
Baby imma make us richer than the carters is
If my homies keep me clear up from the pharmacists
In the 6 side repping from the hill
And I'm still so f*cking Ill when I'm spitting off the pills
No, no, no
F*cking real, got it from my pops
Work until I drop, working till I drop all my gems
No, no, no
'Til I collapse imma sing and imma rap
Imma sting em with the beat as I'm floating to the top
She said, "What you do it for?"
I said I do it marble on the floors
Do it for the f*cking marble floors
I was destined for this shit
I was destined for this shit
I was destined for this shit
(I cannot sleep)
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
How'm I supposed to sleep when I wake up broke
I need more, I need more
Draped in Gucci and Dior
Writer: Arya Safakish
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid