No Sleep

Intro: Monday's looking pretty bleak Verse 1: Two thirds of the week, on no sleep Cos I never had a jeep, and my mum works late every eve Monday looking kinda bleak, I don't want my zoot to finish Night and day doing black British, now I need a fresh trim for the image, yeah I told her girl you can't come to my yard That's where I do my thinking, plots on quests from West Adventures of Tintin like, you just got a lease on my heart My mental shifted, the day I clocked that nobodies listening They're just predicting, like pundits, on Sky Underestimated that's fine, should've never give me a reason Sweep three games in a row like Klopp the beginning of the season You ain't got to pledge your allegiance but, if it ain't love that's scam Like Moura starting the final on bench like he's one of the fans I can tell you he's not my friend cos he chats like say I don't know who I am Haha haha, you're jokes man, that's cool On to the next like days at school, many a moon HOOK: I know when the stars, align Everything will be fine I don't need a gun to know the devil is a lie I, quell it from within every-time I feel it, rise (and again) I know when the stars, align Everything will be fine, alright I don't need a gun to know the devil is lie I, quell it from within every-time I feel it, rise VERSE 2: Yeah, Yeah, I spent (what) Two thirds of the week, on no sleep Cos I never flew business (business), neck riddled with stiffness Yeah, you ain't got to tell me that something ain't right I feel good when I buy new Nike's, convince myself it ain't part of the hype I need these ones for "shuckin an jives" Never twist me with one of them guys Yes, the ego loves Pride, like rainbows all of July Jesus. Gimme one more verse or chapter Let me know why the mind so scatter I'm looking at Boris like where does this leave us