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Nocturnal Video (MV)




Performed By: Phily Skeamz
Length: 3:48
Written by: Philip Ginoba




Phily Skeamz - Nocturnal Lyrics




The Sun coming up I'm too lazy to sleep
Catch me juggin in the streets or I'm lacing the beats Ooh
Skeet skeet fake love you can keep
Cheat sheet hear your girl is a geek
Put good with the Grief
I'm mean with the leaf for relief
Imma chief till my brain is delete
It's Brick Wall street
Tall coffee on E gas got me all drowsy but still can't sleep

A Bad ass hoe I won't keep her pool deep but you so last week
Don't Starbucks tweak
Joans something to be unique
Talk cheap cheap all she do is tweet
My pillow too hot just plot on pissing in pots
Resist a glimpse at the clock like cops when you at a stops
I sprint to the gaup
Don't pop off hip with no hop
Ziplock your bitch finna talk
By Docks missing or in chalk
Drunk whippin' I pitch myself
Should help me out with my health
Melt under her bible belt
Ass felt like my Roosevelts
Overwhelming choosing wealth
Jack cards what the dealer dealt
Get in pussy with the stealth
I told her rate me on Yelp
Whatever helps you sleep at night
Taking flights off kryptonite
No smoke give her pipe or lean a lil ice
Cause how I rock the mic make hoes think I'm nice
She wanna do it twice I is and ain't ya type

The Sun coming up I'm too lazy to sleep
Catch me juggin in the streets or I'm lacing the beats Ooh
Skeet skeet fake love you can keep
Cheat sheet hear your girl is a geek
Put good with the Grief
I'm mean with the leaf for relief
Imma chief till my brain is delete
It's Brick Wall street
Tall coffee on E gas got me all drowsy but still can't sleep

My new bitch stay on fleek
My new freak but the same physique
Lets keep shit brief
Boxer when she wanna beef
Keep sleek heat
She won't be unleashed
Play her ass like bongos
She doin' lines like congas
Can't see a nigga like Waldo
Finna buy a new condo
Cool with my hermanos
Kush loud yours mono
Ride me doin' the Mambo
Music keeps me up cypher in my dreams
She be biting on my jeans
Cold with no promethazine
For insta grams don't message me
Street game no referees
Leave her buns sesame
Rise dough in recipe
If I'm too lazy to eat
She might go crazy and geek
And try to get slayed by my peeps
Bitch that whole game is deceased
New cheeks you either pay for or lease
If I stay with a streak of winning can say that I peaked but

The Sun coming up I'm too lazy to sleep
Catch me juggin in the streets or I'm lacing the beats Ooh
Skeet skeet fake love you can keep
Cheat sheet hear your girl is a geek
Put good with the Grief
I'm mean with the leaf for relief
Imma chief till my brain is delete
It's Brick Wall street
Tall coffee on E gas got me all drowsy but still can't sleep

Thot bitch think she so deep
Head can't reach but she call me teach My goons say preach
Hot mess take her drinks neat she leak leak just to play them creeps
All seen your nudes nothing new
Loves the crew what she do
Not a clue calls you boo
Said who for a minute or two
Them shorts higher than you
Blew blue faces met Dr.Drew
Good head shut up lies
Sleep we don't try
My eyes the only thing reliable
I think of mine
Revenge from behind
From time to time limb remind to keep you in line
Eyes say bitch ain't blind
You can't close your blinds
Or legs and sex is not your edge
Try my new line of beds dread hoes who love my dreads
These hoes got a list as long as Craig's
Need sausage for ya eggs I'm all about my bread but

The Sun coming up I'm too lazy to sleep
Catch me juggin in the streets or I'm lacing the beats Ooh
Skeet skeet fake love you can keep
Cheat sheet hear your girl is a geek
Put good with the Grief
I'm mean with the leaf for relief
Imma chief till my brain is delete
It's Brick Wall street
Tall coffee on E gas got me all drowsy but still can't sleep
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The Sun coming up I'm too lazy to sleep
Catch me juggin in the streets or I'm lacing the beats Ooh
Skeet skeet fake love you can keep
Cheat sheet hear your girl is a geek
Put good with the Grief
I'm mean with the leaf for relief
Imma chief till my brain is delete
It's Brick Wall street
Tall coffee on E gas got me all drowsy but still can't sleep

A Bad ass hoe I won't keep her pool deep but you so last week
Don't Starbucks tweak
Joans something to be unique
Talk cheap cheap all she do is tweet
My pillow too hot just plot on pissing in pots
Resist a glimpse at the clock like cops when you at a stops
I sprint to the gaup
Don't pop off hip with no hop
Ziplock your bitch finna talk
By Docks missing or in chalk
Drunk whippin' I pitch myself
Should help me out with my health
Melt under her bible belt
Ass felt like my Roosevelts
Overwhelming choosing wealth
Jack cards what the dealer dealt
Get in pussy with the stealth
I told her rate me on Yelp
Whatever helps you sleep at night
Taking flights off kryptonite
No smoke give her pipe or lean a lil ice
Cause how I rock the mic make hoes think I'm nice
She wanna do it twice I is and ain't ya type

The Sun coming up I'm too lazy to sleep
Catch me juggin in the streets or I'm lacing the beats Ooh
Skeet skeet fake love you can keep
Cheat sheet hear your girl is a geek
Put good with the Grief
I'm mean with the leaf for relief
Imma chief till my brain is delete
It's Brick Wall street
Tall coffee on E gas got me all drowsy but still can't sleep

My new bitch stay on fleek
My new freak but the same physique
Lets keep shit brief
Boxer when she wanna beef
Keep sleek heat
She won't be unleashed
Play her ass like bongos
She doin' lines like congas
Can't see a nigga like Waldo
Finna buy a new condo
Cool with my hermanos
Kush loud yours mono
Ride me doin' the Mambo
Music keeps me up cypher in my dreams
She be biting on my jeans
Cold with no promethazine
For insta grams don't message me
Street game no referees
Leave her buns sesame
Rise dough in recipe
If I'm too lazy to eat
She might go crazy and geek
And try to get slayed by my peeps
Bitch that whole game is deceased
New cheeks you either pay for or lease
If I stay with a streak of winning can say that I peaked but

The Sun coming up I'm too lazy to sleep
Catch me juggin in the streets or I'm lacing the beats Ooh
Skeet skeet fake love you can keep
Cheat sheet hear your girl is a geek
Put good with the Grief
I'm mean with the leaf for relief
Imma chief till my brain is delete
It's Brick Wall street
Tall coffee on E gas got me all drowsy but still can't sleep

Thot bitch think she so deep
Head can't reach but she call me teach My goons say preach
Hot mess take her drinks neat she leak leak just to play them creeps
All seen your nudes nothing new
Loves the crew what she do
Not a clue calls you boo
Said who for a minute or two
Them shorts higher than you
Blew blue faces met Dr.Drew
Good head shut up lies
Sleep we don't try
My eyes the only thing reliable
I think of mine
Revenge from behind
From time to time limb remind to keep you in line
Eyes say bitch ain't blind
You can't close your blinds
Or legs and sex is not your edge
Try my new line of beds dread hoes who love my dreads
These hoes got a list as long as Craig's
Need sausage for ya eggs I'm all about my bread but

The Sun coming up I'm too lazy to sleep
Catch me juggin in the streets or I'm lacing the beats Ooh
Skeet skeet fake love you can keep
Cheat sheet hear your girl is a geek
Put good with the Grief
I'm mean with the leaf for relief
Imma chief till my brain is delete
It's Brick Wall street
Tall coffee on E gas got me all drowsy but still can't sleep
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Writer: Philip Ginoba
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