No Sleep

In the basement composition and a pen When I was down I ain't hear from none of them They watched the way I move An disguised themselves as friends Just to see how I could benefit them Taking credit for the work that I put in As if I didn't carry all my own weight So much you feel obligated to give me What's on your plate Don't you go making that same mistake As if I'm nothing less than great This for them niggas that compare my sound Next to J.Cole with a little bit of Drake It's hard being a saint With a villainous state of mind Overtime you'll soon become a phase and, they'll wake up From being mindless An you'll become a fan of the music I make timeless Needless to say alarm the competition Let them know I'm here to stay And if they sleep don't you wake them up Don't you make a peep I'd rather let them dream Hear them scream Shivering, pissing so much That his P.O. say its clean