While the City Sleeps - B.Cooper, J.C.

No-doze in my system

No pool full of liquor

No room full of fans

Just a mic on a stand and a beat

While the city sleeps

(wake up)

I don’t know what you be on

I be over here puttin' on

Trying to be a voice for my people

So I don’t know what you hatin' for

Got a thousand beats on my cell phone

Got bars for days, I ain’t flexin' holmes

I’m the one you be sleeping on

Y’all be on that Tylenol (PM)

Sleep on, Sleep On, Sleep On

Sleep on, Sleep On, Sleep On

While I Put On, Put On, Put On

Til' I’m gone, Til' I’m gone

(wake up)

Yeah, It’s 15 years of hard work

Blood, sweat, tears, cardiac, my heart hurts

No Photoshop to crop and fix this artwork

All that would have been in vain if I ain’t learn to put God first

Now it’s late nights in the studio

No sleep til' my funeral

Score keeper, I knew my goals

Weight watcher, I knew my growth

Give em' heat like it’s 2 below

When you hear this beat treat it like a couch cushion, lose control

This is that hotel phone wakeup call

No snooze button, nah, life ain’t tryin' to wait at all

Holding on to summer, ya’ll think that I hate the fall

While the city’s sleepin' we wide awake, dreams takin' off

Sleep on, Sleep On, Sleep On

Sleep on, Sleep On, Sleep On

While I Put On, Put On

Put On While the city sleeps

(wake up)