Twista - Fergsomnia lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama] This one here This is for Harlem 2014 was easy We going back 2015 hard on you n***as s**as [Hook: A$AP Ferg](x2) I can't stop, I'm ambitious f**ing hunnids of b**hes Put a meal on my plate Hunnid mill on my dishes They screaming fergsomnia Fergsomnia, fergsomnia, fergsomnia [Verse 1: A$AP Ferg] I won't stop till I die I got a natural high And I won't stop till I die Cause I got a natural high Now I won't stop till I die Because I got a natural high And I won't stop till I die Because I got natural high A got a stack to the sky Next to the heavens I see my daddy say hi He rolling dice with a Reverend He conversate with Jimi Hendrix He said you used to be hot He snuck a blunt through the pearly gates n***a look at his eyes I used to hang with them drug dealers You see his new ride? I used to bang with them thug n***as Salute to the sky They screaming fergsomnia Fergsomnia, fergsomnia, I can't sleep (yeah) Come eat with a trill n***a My boxers Tommy Hilfiger You figure that you that n***a But n***a, you ain't that n***a My n***as come in with triggas Bigger than two Roman pillars And your peel on your n***a Give you the piece like J Dilla Getting cake like Matilda Put you in graves like the thriller My team will give you the chillers Tooth fairy, don't touch my pillow Cause I got fergsomnia Fergsomnia, fergsomnia, I can't sleep [Hook](x2) [Verse 2: Twista] Now they be asking me "Twista how come your style be so vicious?" The OG in the building but still our flow so ambitious With the pro pimpin' from off the block It don't matter if you spit it from off of the top I be coming with some sh** by busting the Glock And I only f** a b**h if I'm off of Ciroc Everything I know I am, I know you ain't I be doing all the sh** you probably can't Spend another green, hunnid dollar bills And the blue is how they keeping them up in the bank Tell em in my own words I'm the-a Superb and I be-a Lettin' her slob me up Fergsomnia We could bet a hunnid, can you match it? Take you by the b**h and wait, call it magic Now have a look in this and why ya finna tap it Come into me room, what ya bout trap it And they be endin' up in the cemetery Get up with them n***as like I got a military Kicking it with b**hes like I'm Adam Vinatieri Any opposition to rhyme, I k** and bury And you know I'm making drop-top figures Everyone with the block hot n***as And the cuz, and the A$AP Ferg They be calling me Chop Chop Twista Im just a lyrical vampire Who be hunting paper seven days of the week And you know that I'mma never be back into end up be calling me Dracula because a n***a don't sleep Wooh!