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Sleep At Night
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OMB Peezy
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Drum dummie Drum dummie make the beat and then gone kill it Aye, aye, aye Look Chorus Stop fuckin ‘round and go get some money That’s what they told me ‘fore I hit the block and started hustlin Rather go party, then get paid lookin like a dummy That money came and niggas change I should’ve saw it comin Fuck that, Everybody (low, love)?, but ima get it right They say I changed, shit whatever help you sleep at night We pray to God, but we know we gone sin again Whoever wanna go to war, we can get it in, yeah First Verse Hustlin, they constantly hatin Grindin, no time to be patient Prison, the judge wanna take me I found a positive way I found a way to be great In my own way, I’m amazing Life is as raw as you make it For years, my heart been vacant I’m runnin, my demons behind me I’m going faster than my legs can take me, no need to remind me Give me ya life, ima take it Pick up the phone I’m callin my mama to tell her I made it I love all my niggas, you know if you play with me they go crazy Mhm (?) in my body If you with that shit, why you hiding I’m thuggin, can see it in my eyes, yeah Don’t get in my car, unless you finna ride, yeah You ain’t going home, tell yo baby bye Can’t be with no snitch, no, he gone testify I’m to deep for tears, no, ain’t no need to cry Boy, stop fuckin ‘round, betta get on ya grind That what they told me, before I started ridin Chorus Stop fuckin ‘round and go get some money That’s what they told me ‘fore I hit the block and started hustlin Rather go party, then get paid lookin like a dummy That money came and niggas change I should’ve saw it comin Fuck that, Everybody (low, love)?, but ima get it right They say I changed, shit whatever help you sleep at night We pray to God, but we know we gone sin again Whoever wanna go to war, we can get it in, yeah Second verse Whoever want it, we can get it in Know it’s prolly many men He’ll turn to a P Why I ain’t got many friends Keep it raw, bitch, I’m reeling them in I’m spinning again and again And second place is the first loser, bitch I’m in it to win I need first place Ridin, I got em, gone drop em, pop em on his birthday My patnas got choppas, they trippin, get em in the worse way Tellin niggas puttin on a show, we close his curtains, aye At 14, I was the man, like what the church say Murder aye That lil nigga, had he caught a murder case Beats me, bitch I want your head, fuck your worry plate Look, if you know shit, then you gone learn today I fill a nigga up with lead and watch him burn away Peezy Chorus Stop fuckin ‘round and go get some money That’s what they told me ‘fore I hit the block and started hustlin Rather go party, then get paid lookin like a dummy That money came and niggas change I should’ve saw it comin Fuck that Everybody (low, love)?, but ima get it right They say I changed, shit whatever help you sleep at night We pray to God, but we know we gone sin again Whoever wanna go to war, we can get it in, yeah
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