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Graveyard (feat. Octavia)
by Storytella
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Hungry's a understatement, I'm starvin' like Marvin
On that graveyard shift, till I'm in the coffin (work)
Every song, rip it like a bong, bet I clear it
The highest peak I can reach, gradually inching near it
Tryna boss me around? You got no business rapping
Y'all the reason that when I started they started laughing
What up Bossdog, good lookin' on this tea
Import that bag from Europe, exclusively
Ladies and gentleman, I go by the name of Storytella
(My brother told me keep going, you'll be a millionaire)
And I like to welcome you to my debut album, Insomnia
I can do all things through Jesus Christ
But even God's son had to make a sacrifice
I'm swimming in my thoughts and it's mad deep
Cause go getta's don't count sheep, we lose sleep
Busy anticipating, dream chasing, just waiting
But God got me doc, so imma be patient
And to the prodigal son who buried his gift
Let Satan compromise it then act like it's all a myth
Calling yourselves Gods? calculated risk
That don't add up in my head, it's straight blasphemous
She heard through the grapevine my album divine
Grandfather Clock lend ya boy a hand, every time
Since ball drop, they shoulda knew it's my year
Y'all just don't know the half, welcome too my hemisphere
Where we don't get no off days, they won't excuse it
Our faith and talents synonymous, use it or lose it
I eat sleep and breathe music, don't you confuse it
I'm bomb, could blow any second, don't you defuse it
Cause i'm that rapper ya favorite rapper lose sleep about
Pardon the insomnia, did we wake up the whole house?
Well coo that's the problem, y'all got too comfortable
Tryna be cute, instead of tryna be functional
They say I don't sleep much, I got deprivation
Must be a side effect to dedication
At times highs and lows lead to Asian persuasion
I'm up till 6 or 7 on any occasion
That's the cause and effect of working graveyard
Slowly becoming a master cause I slave hard
Cook up a track like easy mac, make em crave hard
And if I battle'd, I'd throw flame like charizard
So are these circumstances just coincidental?
Maybe we gym rats meant to exercise our mental
But it's 2 soon 2 tell, only time knows
Planted a seed at the roots, I pray it grows (grows)
Into a strong and healthy big ol' money tree
Then once I'm straight, help my fam and humanity (yea)
This why I got insomnia, I gotta make it
Guess what I do after work, on a daily basis
Graveyard, Graveyard, Graveyard, Graveyard
I don't sleep for real, I work Graveyard
Graveyard, Graveyard, Graveyard, Graveyard
I'mma stay woke till I'm in the Graveyard
Graveyard, Graveyard, Graveyard, Graveyard
I don't sleep for real, I work Graveyard
Graveyard, Graveyard, Graveyard, Graveyard
I'mma stay woke till I'm in the Graveyard
Hungry's a understatement, I'm starvin' like Marvin
On that graveyard shift, till I'm in the coffin (work)
Every song, rip it like a bong, bet I clear it
The highest peak I can reach, gradually inching near it
Tryna boss me around? You got no business rapping
Y'all the reason that when I started they started laughing
What up Bossdog, good lookin' on this tea
Import that bag from Europe, exclusively
Ladies and gentleman, I go by the name of Storytella
(My brother told me keep going, you'll be a millionaire)
And I like to welcome you to my debut album, Insomnia
I can do all things through Jesus Christ
But even God's son had to make a sacrifice
I'm swimming in my thoughts and it's mad deep
Cause go getta's don't count sheep, we lose sleep
Busy anticipating, dream chasing, just waiting
But God got me doc, so imma be patient
And to the prodigal son who buried his gift
Let Satan compromise it then act like it's all a myth
Calling yourselves Gods? calculated risk
That don't add up in my head, it's straight blasphemous
She heard through the grapevine my album divine
Grandfather Clock lend ya boy a hand, every time
Since ball drop, they shoulda knew it's my year
Y'all just don't know the half, welcome too my hemisphere
Where we don't get no off days, they won't excuse it
Our faith and talents synonymous, use it or lose it
I eat sleep and breathe music, don't you confuse it
I'm bomb, could blow any second, don't you defuse it
Cause i'm that rapper ya favorite rapper lose sleep about
Pardon the insomnia, did we wake up the whole house?
Well coo that's the problem, y'all got too comfortable
Tryna be cute, instead of tryna be functional
They say I don't sleep much, I got deprivation
Must be a side effect to dedication
At times highs and lows lead to Asian persuasion
I'm up till 6 or 7 on any occasion
That's the cause and effect of working graveyard
Slowly becoming a master cause I slave hard
Cook up a track like easy mac, make em crave hard
And if I battle'd, I'd throw flame like charizard
So are these circumstances just coincidental?
Maybe we gym rats meant to exercise our mental
But it's 2 soon 2 tell, only time knows
Planted a seed at the roots, I pray it grows (grows)
Into a strong and healthy big ol' money tree
Then once I'm straight, help my fam and humanity (yea)
This why I got insomnia, I gotta make it
Guess what I do after work, on a daily basis
Graveyard, Graveyard, Graveyard, Graveyard
I don't sleep for real, I work Graveyard
Graveyard, Graveyard, Graveyard, Graveyard
I'mma stay woke till I'm in the Graveyard
Graveyard, Graveyard, Graveyard, Graveyard
I don't sleep for real, I work Graveyard
Graveyard, Graveyard, Graveyard, Graveyard
I'mma stay woke till I'm in the Graveyard
