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mygirlthinksimsleep (feat. Noiz) Video (MV)




Performed By: Flawless
Language: English
Length: 4:27
Written by: Jaelin Yang




Flawless - mygirlthinksimsleep (feat. Noiz) Lyrics
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Paper trails I follow through, no follow through
I step back like 13, I ain't talkin' Bron, but I feelin' like I'm James
See people fail to care about light shading
But tell me how they treat you as a gold star no bronze medal
No track star but I'm running form the feds, my foot is on the pedal
See, baby, I don't need motivation I'm like water inna kettle
I can tame the wildest horses off ability, no saddle
California living, even Forgiatos on my Legos
My jeweler Philippe got me $50,000 on Patek
Back then when I used to trap, still got a couple in my attic
Listen, I'm a real low-key type of guy, my Cartier on black to black
I don't go to Starbucks, I like Boujee shit, so I go to Joe and the Juice
Monterey Bay for the weekend, so I can park my cars
The money buy you everything, in the morning I wanna look at stars
Yeah, I'm an environmentalist so my car electric
Rolls Royce parked outside, 30-minute charges
Watch game cost a couple tickets, I know I'm the hardest
Rolling off a couple Tesla's last night, I felt like a Martian
The biggest flex you can have is not worry about parking
I ain't talking about having no cars, I'm talking private driver
Watch out what Majors you take
You don't wanna get replaced by Fiverr
Overseas labor, you can't beat the prices
Yeah, take these words from me, baby
Life is like a gamble
Nothing guaranteed adrenaline, so go ahead, roll your dices
All star playa, I'm the type of guy
I see you try to cross me once
You know I'm coming eye for eye
My father told me if you find your ride or die
Treat em like your family
Just know all your right wrongs
And you will eliminate enemies
I guess I had no enemies
I've been balling for so long, I'm feeling like the MVP
Babe, if you knew what you meant to me, it's more than sentimentally
It's something about our chemistry, I be loving you sexually
It's feeling like we meant to be
Stay down till I came up, I done switched my whole trajectory
Got some niggas that'll slime for me, so play with me
I swear it's rest in peace
Yeah, this shit is R.I.P
We put them niggas on the tee
They can't change about no change, I done stuck up in my ways
And that nigga do shout out to him when twisted minds blow up
He'll be the first one in that chain
Double cup of tragedy, this shit is filled up with that pain
Did it by my lonely man, I swear I learned to love that rain
Ran it up real fast, and a nigga really learned to change my pace
Boy, be careful with my name
I done OD'd off the Xans one time, my girl thought I was sleep
My nigga Jae, he like them electric shits
My cars be limousines
Real fashion, nigga, shit I'm rocking, put in magazines
I was stealing niggas hoes while copping food with EBT
But I done learned to count it up before I learned my ABCs
I done made it, can't you see
All I did was chase my dreams
Cardio, I'm chasing paper
All my bitches foreign like it's overseas labor
Man, I swear I like them foreign, cause they come with different hips
Me and you, we got the same two four, but I done ran it up way more
It feel like we just got different shifts
Way I put the diamonds on, I swear these bitches looking turn to hypnotist
How you wanna make some paper
You got problems risking it
Man, you can't kid the kid, I count it up arithmetic
And these niggas really acting, I see right up through them skits
And I pay for those lips, so you can bet she sucking dick
Running back, I ran it back and ran it up with it
I've been making plays, can't change my ways
I swear I'm stuck with it
Man, you know that bitch a thot, so why the f*ck you cuffing it
But this paper never changed, so I done put my trust in it
But if I'm flying overseas, then I'll go change my currency
And I know that bitch is lying when she say she ain't heard of me
If I send my twin, I bet he masked up, burglary
Go ahead and call up 911, we got an emergency
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Paper trails I follow through, no follow through
I step back like 13, I ain't talkin' Bron, but I feelin' like I'm James
See people fail to care about light shading
But tell me how they treat you as a gold star no bronze medal
No track star but I'm running form the feds, my foot is on the pedal
See, baby, I don't need motivation I'm like water inna kettle
I can tame the wildest horses off ability, no saddle
California living, even Forgiatos on my Legos
My jeweler Philippe got me $50,000 on Patek
Back then when I used to trap, still got a couple in my attic
Listen, I'm a real low-key type of guy, my Cartier on black to black
I don't go to Starbucks, I like Boujee shit, so I go to Joe and the Juice
Monterey Bay for the weekend, so I can park my cars
The money buy you everything, in the morning I wanna look at stars
Yeah, I'm an environmentalist so my car electric
Rolls Royce parked outside, 30-minute charges
Watch game cost a couple tickets, I know I'm the hardest
Rolling off a couple Tesla's last night, I felt like a Martian
The biggest flex you can have is not worry about parking
I ain't talking about having no cars, I'm talking private driver
Watch out what Majors you take
You don't wanna get replaced by Fiverr
Overseas labor, you can't beat the prices
Yeah, take these words from me, baby
Life is like a gamble
Nothing guaranteed adrenaline, so go ahead, roll your dices
All star playa, I'm the type of guy
I see you try to cross me once
You know I'm coming eye for eye
My father told me if you find your ride or die
Treat em like your family
Just know all your right wrongs
And you will eliminate enemies
I guess I had no enemies
I've been balling for so long, I'm feeling like the MVP
Babe, if you knew what you meant to me, it's more than sentimentally
It's something about our chemistry, I be loving you sexually
It's feeling like we meant to be
Stay down till I came up, I done switched my whole trajectory
Got some niggas that'll slime for me, so play with me
I swear it's rest in peace
Yeah, this shit is R.I.P
We put them niggas on the tee
They can't change about no change, I done stuck up in my ways
And that nigga do shout out to him when twisted minds blow up
He'll be the first one in that chain
Double cup of tragedy, this shit is filled up with that pain
Did it by my lonely man, I swear I learned to love that rain
Ran it up real fast, and a nigga really learned to change my pace
Boy, be careful with my name
I done OD'd off the Xans one time, my girl thought I was sleep
My nigga Jae, he like them electric shits
My cars be limousines
Real fashion, nigga, shit I'm rocking, put in magazines
I was stealing niggas hoes while copping food with EBT
But I done learned to count it up before I learned my ABCs
I done made it, can't you see
All I did was chase my dreams
Cardio, I'm chasing paper
All my bitches foreign like it's overseas labor
Man, I swear I like them foreign, cause they come with different hips
Me and you, we got the same two four, but I done ran it up way more
It feel like we just got different shifts
Way I put the diamonds on, I swear these bitches looking turn to hypnotist
How you wanna make some paper
You got problems risking it
Man, you can't kid the kid, I count it up arithmetic
And these niggas really acting, I see right up through them skits
And I pay for those lips, so you can bet she sucking dick
Running back, I ran it back and ran it up with it
I've been making plays, can't change my ways
I swear I'm stuck with it
Man, you know that bitch a thot, so why the f*ck you cuffing it
But this paper never changed, so I done put my trust in it
But if I'm flying overseas, then I'll go change my currency
And I know that bitch is lying when she say she ain't heard of me
If I send my twin, I bet he masked up, burglary
Go ahead and call up 911, we got an emergency
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Writer: Jaelin Yang
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