A.P.I.D.T.A. - Jay Electronica

This type beat might be for the shit, though

They doin' all kind of shit, uh

Uh

I got numbers in my phone that’ll never ring again

'Cause Allah done sent them home, and they’ll never— uh

I got— I got numbers on my phone that’ll never ring again

'Cause Allah done called them home, so until we sing again

I got texts in my phone that’ll never ping again

I screenshot 'em so I got 'em, I don’t want this thing to—

I got numbers in my phone that’ll never ring again

I got, I got, I got

I got numbers in my phone that’ll never ring again

'Cause Allah done called 'em home, so until we sing again

I got texts on my phone that’ll never ping again

I screenshot 'em so I got 'em, I don’t want this thing to end

I got numbers on my phone that’ll never ring again

'Cause Allah done called them home, so we never sing again

I got texts on my phone that’ll never ping again

I screenshot 'em so I got 'em, I don’t want this thing to—

Sleep well, sleep well

Lately I haven’t been sleeping well, sleeping well

Sleep well, sleep well

Lately I haven’t been sleeping well, sleeping well

Sleep well, sleep well

Lately I haven’t been sleeping well, I been— uh

I’m just vibing out right now, you know what I’m sayin', like, you feel me?

Yo, 'cause it’s— it’s so good, right?

'Cause it’s like, man, it’s needed, you know what I mean?

Gotta finish them scriptures, mane

It’s needed, mane, it’s needed

Eyes fiery, cry tears to my diary

Sometimes a Xanny bar can’t help you fight back the anxiety

I go to my Lord quietly, teardrops on our faces

Teardrops on my face, it’s like teardrops become waterfalls by the time they

reach my laces

My eyelids is like levees but my tear ducts is like glaciers

As I contemplate creation, the salt that heals my wounds pour out my eyes just

like libations

I can’t stop my mind from racing, I got numbers on my phone

Pictures on my phone

The day my mama died, I scrolled her texts all day long

The physical returns but the connection still stay strong

Now I understand why you used to cry sometimes we ride down Claybourne

You just missed your— You just missed your mama

Now I just miss my mamas

The clothes we wear to bed at night to sleep is just pajamas

The flesh we roam this earth in is a blessing, not a promise

I bow with those who bow to the creator and pay homage

Sleep well

Lately, I haven’t been sleepin' well

I even hit the beach to soak my feet and skip some seashells

Sleep well

The lump inside my throat sometimes just towers like the Eiffel

Sometimes I wonder do the trees get sad when they see leaves fell

Sleep well

The last time that I kissed you, you felt cold but you looked peaceful

I read our message thread when I get low and need a refill

Sleep well

Sleep well, sleep well

Lately, I haven’t been sleeping well, sleeping well

I got numbers in my phone that’ll never ring again

'Cause Allah done called them home, so until we sing again

I got texts on my phone that’ll never ping again

I screenshot 'em so I got 'em, I don’t want this thing to end

I got numbers on my phone that’ll never ring again

'Cause Allah done called them home, so we never sing again

I got texts on my phone that’ll never ping again

I screenshot 'em so I got 'em, I don’t want this thing to—