Artist: Dreamville f/ DaVionne, Lute, Mez, Omen
Album:  Revenge of the Dreamers III
Song:   Sleep Deprived
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

[Intro: Lute]
Ayy
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Yeah, hey, hey
Uhh

[Lute]
I met this girl the other day that wanna know my story
She said since the world against me, she all for me
I told her God must've overheard my hopeful wish
And crazy how I never would've thought to be in this position
Cause see, hip-hop saved my life is such a cliche quote
But before I grabbed the mic, I was the poster-child of broke, uhh
Signed my first deal off the realest shit I wrote
I told my city I'm the closest thing to hope
Used to be barely above water now I float
Same bitches in my DMs used to take me for a joke
Niggas talk crow shit behind my back and then call me bro
Like "Bro you gotta match one before you blow"
I always leave the message on seen cause I don't smoke
When really I don't fuck with half these niggas on the low, and that's just how it go
She go "Damn nigga, that's deep," I know, tell me about it
My life be full of stress, fake niggas and sleep deprivin' like uhh

[Mez]
Dreams, all my shit been colossal though
Used to be honor roll now it's foreign whips I'm ridin' on
Now everything I flow hot as fuck, I mean poblano though
Me and Lute 'posed to been did this shit, it's perfect timin' though
Remember us bein' younger, talkin' 'bout gettin' signed to Cole?
I was so hot-headed then, I'm a lot calmer though
Tryna buy me a brick house when I get comma though
Money gon' help with a lot of things but not the trauma though
Had so many +Adventure Times+, we used to run from the Jakes
To make it for Southside, we do whatever it takes
It was apartheid when my barber parted my fade
Cause now I'm pulled left and right by Keshia and Adrinae
All this shit gets so deep, man I'm hopin' y'all dive in
I don't fuck with survivin', I'm only thinkin' 'bout thrivin'
But you way too afraid, yeah I know what your vibe is
Always worried 'bout me, that shit must be sleep deprivin'...
That shit must be sleep deprivin'... {*echoes*}

[Chorus: DaVionne]
I ain't never had nothin', yeah I had to work for it (yeah I had to work for it)
Prayed to God every day, even went to church for it (even went to church for it yeah)
Built from the ground up, played in the dirt for it (yea yeah)
God told me it would work out, I took His word for it (yeah, oh-whoa yeah)
We all come from a very different path
Look at what we been through, look at where we at (look at where we at)
Got 'em losin' sleep worried 'bout what we on ('bout what we on)
Said I wouldn't make it but I always proved wrong, yeah

[Omen]
Yeah...
Turned into a big deal but way realer than Black Friday
They let a visionary vibrate
Hoppin' through the Tri-State, I got this +Bird Box+ simply off a blind date
Now I'm in a tryin' state
Turned into a horror story, broke my heart to the point I had to find tape
Sprayin' Lysol, sage just to wipe her away
like "Eternal Sunshine"
Pulled up in a drop spot like some summer times
Seen you with some other guy, long story, summarize
Writin' on the wall, got your message underlined
I been gettin' high, summer crime ever since
Wonder why ill intent was inside of your skin but damn
Dookey braids, droopy eyes, it was groupie love
Hurt feelings, no cap like bougie clubs
Sat alone deep in silence
Thinkin' 'bout you gettin' sleep deprivin', yeah

[Chorus]