Still Sleep? Album Lyrics by Sleepy Hallow


Sleepy Hallow Lyrics

Still Sleep? Lyrics
(Lyrics to the Full Album on one page)

Basketball Dreams (Intro)

(Great John on the beat, by the way)

Look, huh
Remember I had basketball dreams, huh
I hit the block and shot a different type of three, huh
Said they love me, I don't know what that mean, huh
Started ballin', now these bitches playin' D, huh
Smokin' gas so my pockets never E
I'm in somethin' fast and it's probably AMG, huh
Fear no man, I know everybody bleed, huh
Stuck up in my ways, I'm a different type of breed, huh

I'm the wave, I hope everybody see, huh
Ocean on my neck, I pull up smokin' out the B, huh
But she want me to f*ck her, make her famous, she think I made it
That's the reason when I pull up she be naked, uh
She gon' throw it to me, never take it
And my pockets full of dead niggas' faces
(She gon' throw it to me, never take it)
(And my pockets full of dead niggas' faces)

Look
Remember I had basketball dreams, huh
I hit the block and shot a different type of three, huh
Said they love me, I don't know what that mean, huh
Started ballin', now these bitches playin' D, huh
Smokin' gas so my pockets never E
I'm in somethin' fast and it's probably AMG, huh
Fear no man, I know everybody bleed, huh
Stuck up in my ways, I'm a different type of breed, huh



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2 Sauce

Ayy
She said she don't love me, why she still get naked?
I'm a bodmon
Look, hol' on, look, huh
(Great John on the beat by the way)

I'm feeling way, way too saucy, (too sauce) too sauce
Hopped out the Wraith, hopped in the Porsche (hopped in the Porsche)
New Porsche, and it's racin' (and it's racin'), huh
She said she don't love me, why she still get naked? (She still get naked)
I'm a bodmon, baby, I'm Jamaican (I'm Jamaican)

Yeah (hol' on)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tonight, we don't give a f*ck
Tonight, we don't really care, hol' on
Yeah (aight bet), huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tonight, we don't give a f*ck
Tonight, we don't really care, hol' on, huh

Wait
I'm tryna bleed the block, huh
I know you heard the shots
I be buggin', tryna murder opps, ayy
I got 'em itchin' to flock
When you see me you better move hot
You know who call the shots
From the bottom, but now we on top, huh
How is you still sleep? Now they lovin', used to hate me, huh
And my kicks clean, ain't nobody ever had these, uh
Crackin', huh, no lackin', know I pack it
Can't have it, huh, you know we super savage
(Wait, wait, hol' on, hol' on)

I'm feeling way, way too saucy, (too sauce) too sauce
Hopped out the Wraith, hopped in the Porsche (hopped in the Porsche)
New Porsche, and it's racin' (and it's racin'), huh
She said she don't love me, why she still get naked? (She still get naked)
I'm a bodmon, baby, I'm Jamaican (I'm Jamaican)

Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tonight, we don't give a f*ck
Tonight, we don't really care, hol' on
Yeah (aight bet), huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tonight, we don't give a f*ck
Tonight, we don't really care

(Wait, huh, woah)
Yeah, huh, ask your bitch, she know, huh
Ask your sis, she know
I get high while she get low, yeah, hol' on, wait
I still keep a pole, huh
I'm still on the road
Red lights, we still on go, yeah, wait, huh
Brand new whip, let's race, huh
Brand new ice, let's skate
She so wet, I'm in a lake, yeah, huh, hol' on, huh
And that's on gang, we spray, huh
That's on gang, we paid
We count racks all through the day, yeah, hol' on, huh
And grandma told me save
But I told grandma, "I can't take this money to the grave," yeah

(Yeah, huh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tonight we don't give a f*ck
Tonight we don't really care

I'm feeling way, way too saucy, (too sauce) too sauce
Hopped out the Wraith, hopped in the Porsche (hopped in the Porsche)
New Porsche, and it's racin' (and it's racin'), huh
She said she don't love me, why she still get naked? (She still get naked)
I'm a bodmon, baby, I'm Jamaican (I'm Jamaican)

Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tonight, we don't give a f*ck
Tonight, we don't really care, hol' on
Yeah (aight bet), huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tonight, we don't give a f*ck
Tonight, we don't really care



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4or Daze

Oh, oh
I got drip for days
I got drip
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Hol' on (look)

I got drip for days (I got drip)
No, you can't catch this wave (no)
She tryna f*ck, take dick for days, uh (she tryna f*ck)
I'm tryna trap and get paid, uh
She fell in love with it, uh (she fell in love)
She fell in love with the gang, uh(yeah)
You better come get her, uh (you better come)
I got her sayin' my name (I got her sayin' my name)

Bro hit the dash, now we switchin' lanes, uh (lanes)
I turn the pain to fame, uh (pain to fame)
One shot from this Glock get your face rearranged (arranged)
You changed, I stayed the same, uh (the same)
T2MB, we done paved the way, fall back like a fade-away
I dare a nigga test that
I done got shot and I done shot back
SD on a drill, that's a opp pack
You've been in the field, gotta move tact

Hold on, f*ck it, I'm done with the Act'
Perkys, I'm givin' 'em back
Nah, f*ck it, let me pop one more
Bro just caught a body tryna up that score, uh
We left his face on the floor, uh
Now watch me flex on the tour
Way back then I was way too poor
Now I rock Mike Amiris with Diors
Hold on

I got drip for days (I got drip)
No, you can't catch this wave (wave)
She tryna f*ck, take dick for days, uh (dick for days)
I'm tryna trap and get paid, uh (get paid)
She fell in love with it, uh (she fell in love)
She fell in love with the gang, uh
You better come get her, uh (you better come)
I got her sayin' my name (I got her sayin' my name)

I got 'em jackin' the steeze
They don't like you, they lovin' on me
The price just went up, had to double the fee
That's your bitch, why she up on her knees?
That's your mans, why he talk to police?
Swear these niggas ain't made for these streets
These bitches ain't loyal, they love on the team, oh
You know I'm fly like Rio
Run up on a nigga, take shit like Deebo
Trap spot hot like Nino, huh
But we can't go out like that nigga (we can't go out)
I run in your house with my niggas
You ride with that stick, better pull on that trigger, huh
Or you can get hit by a hitter
Free Caesar, he droppin' shit, ain't talkin' litter
Free Fross, I'm still sendin' him pictures
I can't love on that bitch, she too bitter
You know me, I forgive and forget her

I got drip for days (I got drip)
No, you can't catch this wave (wave)
She tryna f*ck, take dick for days, uh (she tryna f*ck)
I'm tryna trap and get paid, uh
She fell in love with it, uh (she fell in love)
She fell in love with the gang, uh
You better come get her, uh (you better come)
I got her sayin' my name (I got her sayin' my name)



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2055

Wanna slide
Like it's 2055, huh
I just wanna ride (Great John on the beat by the way)
Like it's 2055, huh
Huh, huh, huh

I just wanna slide, huh
Parties in the sky like it's 2055, huh
She said, "Boy you nice, boy you nice", huh
Heart cold like some water and some ice, huh

Why would you sacrifice, huh
Knowing you could die? Ain't nobody by your side, huh
I know niggas cap (cap), and bitches lie
Came from dirt, can't go back, you could see it in my eyes, huh
Real niggas cry blood (blood), hope my kid never try drugs, huh
All I wanted was some love, would trade that for a gun, huh
Big pack on me now, 'member back then I was f*cked up, huh
I don't really want friends, everybody fake, I don't got trust, but

I just wanna slide, huh
Parties in the sky like it's 2055, huh
She said, "Boy you nice, boy you nice", huh
Heart cold like some water and some ice (water and some ice, water and some ice)
I just wanna slide, huh
Parties in the sky like it's 2055, huh
She said, "Boy you nice, boy you nice", huh
Heart cold like some water and some ice

Shawty get energized, huh, livin' life
Spilled some liquor on her inner thigh, but she ain't tired
She just turn it up, huh, I could get you brushed, huh
ZaZa got me stuck, sorry I can't open up
F*ck it, we tried (huh), gotta compromise (huh)
He want beef with gang, but he don't know it come with fries (huh)
That's AKs and Nines (huh), please don't play with mines (huh)
My body different, I know they love that line but

I just wanna slide, huh
Parties in the sky like it's 2055, huh
She said, "Boy you nice, boy you nice", huh
Heart cold like some water and some ice (water and some ice, water and some ice)



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Make You (Snake Proof)

Yo, you started? Alright
How the pain go, woah-woah-woah
How the pain go, woah-woah-woah
How the pain go, woah-woah-woah
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Look

Make the money, never let the money make you, huh
Real nigga never fake you
Cut the grass, know you gotta stay snake-proof
All these drugs got me feelin' unstable, uh
How the pain go, woah-woah-woah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
How the pain go, woah-woah-woah (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I be feelin' lonely in the crowd
If I hold you up, you better hold that shit down
Sometimes I cry, no one's around
But laugh and joke when guns around
I know I be flexin' like I never had none
But nigga, we ain't never had none
I ran me up a pack, used to shop at PacSun
Now we main it rain, we don't ever see the sun
I had to leave her, I know she probably the one
But it's that or treating her like she nun
And I don't do the fake, you a bait
They gon' call you everythin' but great
Ocean on my neck and on my wrist, I got a lake
Brand new AP, I just took it to switch the face
Two gun charges, I'm just prayin' I beat the case
I paid my lawyer, I'm just waitin' on court day, so

Make the money, never let the money make you, huh
Real nigga never fake you
Cut the grass, know you gotta stay snake-proof
All these drugs got me feelin' unstable, uh
How the pain go, woah-woah-woah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
How the pain go, woah-woah-woah (yeah, yeah, yeah)



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Equal

(Great John on the beat, by the way)

When you down and you out, they ain't showin' up
Elevated gang, how we goin' up
Too fast, I ain't never think of slowin' up
Only time I lean on you when I'm pourin' up
I bet they ain't believe you, yeah
Bet they ain't wanna see you, yeah-yeah
I bet they treat you like you see-through, uh
Me and you was never equal

Turn that pain into fame, I ain't did that, uh
I bet they wonder where he live at
Hundred chops inside the crib, get your wig cracked
If that bitch get up on me, she get her ribs cracked
Took the gang to Miami
We kept them choppers around, might tell your boy to sit down
'Cause I know niggas can't stand me, uh
And I don't want you around, 'cause you ain't holdin' me down
You ain't a part of the family
Want smoke, then we steamin' like Stanley
I used to want the Porsche 'til I hopped in the AMG
Uh, I'm like, "F*ck it, I still might"
I got my gun, I ain't pussy, I still fight
But we can't go back
Seen a lot of pain, I done seen a lot of racks
All part of the game, I'm just tellin' you the facts
I'm a big dog, said she want me all up in her cat
How your gettin' cheese and you ain't never runnin' racks
Know they mad, got them ready to attack me
A-B-C, she want D in the backseat
She was on E, F'd up when she met G
I mean when she met me
It get lonely at the top, the bottom too crowded (mm-hmm)
Said they feelin' me, but I ain't feelin' nobody

When you down and you out, they ain't showin' up
Elevated gang, how we goin' up
Too fast, I ain't never think of slowin' up
Only time I lean on you when I'm pourin' up
I bet they ain't believe you, yeah
Bet they ain't wanna see you, yeah-yeah
I bet they treat you like you see-through, uh
Me and you was never equal

Me and you are not the same, no, no
You a pistol, I'm a Draco, huh
I could turn you to a John Doe
All these snakes, all I needed was a lawn mow
You ain't gotta act like you love (yeah-yeah)
Know I feel better with drugs (yeah-yeah)
Told my self I'd get better, I was
I told them I make it, it is what it was
And I stand on that shit like no seats in this club
It's hot, how we freezin' 'em up?
All this ice, I ain't keepin' it tucked
And I stay with my Glock, it's a must
Gotta watch 'em, you know I don't trust
I hopped in my whip, used to hop on the bus

When you down and you out, they ain't showin' up
Elevated gang, how we goin' up
Too fast, I ain't never think of slowin' up
Only time I lean on you when I'm pourin' up
I bet they ain't believe you, yeah
Bet they ain't wanna see you, yeah-yeah
I bet they treat you like you see-through, uh
Me and you was never equal



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Scrub

Uh, uh, uh
She don't want no scrub nigga
(Great John on the beat by the way)

Look, look
She said she don't want no scrub nigga
But since we got a bag, she been tryna f*ck with us
She stuck up on the gang like a sticker
She wants a Mr. Fame, we just tryna get richer
She said like, "Ouu, what's up, let me kick it witchu"
Look, I'm with the gang, who you bringin' witchu?
And I ain't tryna know your name, I ain't tryna kiss you
Look, and after this I might just forget you

Look, she like, "When you finna pull up on me to hit it off"
She said she want some Fendi, Chanel, and Louis Vuitton
Her man mad, he said he tryna get it on
I got a choppa on me, don't get hit up for a broad
Her best friend know all the words to my songs
She said she fell in love, said she finna get involved
These bitches pick and choose, and that's why they gettin' tossed
They hate to see me win, they love to see me take a loss
And I know she don't really really f*ck with me
She seen a lil' cash, now she's claimin' that she stuck with me
I be in the cut like a buck-fifty
Shorty never held me down so she's never gettin' up with me

Look, look
She said she don't want no scrub nigga
But since we got a bag, she been tryna f*ck with us
She stuck up on the gang like a sticker
She wants a Mr. Fame, we just tryna get richer
She said like, "Ouu, what's up, let me kick it witchu"
Look, I'm with the gang, who you bringin' witchu?
And I ain't tryna know your name, I ain't tryna kiss you
Look, and after this I might just forget you

Yeah, yeah, she get lit, and she gon' let me hit
The type to run yo' pockets tryna make you spend a brick
You ever seen the dance she do better on a dick
I pulled up with my mans and she pulled up with her bitch
I know they only want me 'cause they heard I'm gettin' rich
She love to send me pictures of her ass and her tits
My cuzzo said he clipped, said he met her on the strip
So I know she be hoein', I know she gon' do the clique
So f*ck it, I ain't lovin', I'ma sit and take a sip
I'm countin' up these hunnids, I ain't worried 'bout a bitch
Look, f*ck it, I ain't lovin', I'ma sit and take a sip
I'm countin' up these hunnids, I ain't worried 'bout a bitch

Look, look
She said she don't want no scrub nigga
But since we got a bag, she been tryna f*ck with us
She stuck up on the gang like a sticker
She wants a Mr. Fame, we just tryna get richer
She said like, "Ouu, what's up, let me kick it witchu"
Look, I'm with the gang, who you bringin' witchu?
And I ain't tryna know your name, I ain't tryna kiss you
Look, and after this I might just forget you



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Sleepy Freestyle

(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Look

Brand new whip, I race it, huh
Bad bitch with me, no basic, huh
Still keep chops, got cases, huh
I can't let a nigga take me out
Watch how I run up a check, huh
I bet they love me to death, huh
Watch how I run up a check, huh
I bet they love me to death, huh
Ooh-ooh, pop Perkies, not Xans, huh
Glock up on my hip, I bet this chopper make 'em dance, ayy
Hol' on, huh, these Versaces, not Vans
Lil' bitch gon' make it shake, she say, "It's jelly, not jam"
Oh, woah, she wanna keep me alone, huh
She wanna get in my zone
She don't know I know she f*ckin' the bros
She out in Miami, she drivin' the boat, huh
You can't say I ever fold, huh, you can't say I ever told
Ride with my niggas, put that on my soul
Push to start, my car, huh, Moncler kept me warm
Bro got chops the size your arms
Two gun charges on my dome, huh
Pray my lawyer keep me home, huh
This your shawty favorite song, huh
She gon' lick it when you gone, huh
(She gon' lick it when you gone, huh)
Ocean on my neck, I'm drownin' shit, huh
Benny just drowned the wrist
And I got up 'cause I was down and shit, huh
Ain't have a pot to piss
But they gon' act like they don't know, huh
They gon' miss me when I'm gon', huh
They gon' miss me when I'm gon', huh
(They gon' miss me when I'm gon', huh)
Look, trap got lit, look, and we used to sleep in that shit
Money maker do a thousand tricks
And I get money so she wildin' shit, huh
I bet they proud of the kid, huh, wanna be down with the kid
Flex, I know niggas hate on the kid
Sex, your bitch wanna rape on the kid, uh
I bet they love me, I bet they love me now, uh
When shit got ugly, ain't no one help me out, uh
I bet they love me, I bet they love me now, uh
When shit got ugly, ain't no one help me out
Trappin' out the same sweater, uh
You know Sleepy do it better, uh
You know he a big stepper, uh
Ride with choppers, that's forever, uh
Mama said you gotta change, life
So I left and made a change, right
Got the gang right



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Chicken

Chicken wing, chicken wing, hot dog and bologna
Chicken and macaroni, chillin' with my homies (It's Great John beats baby)
Chicken-chicken wing, chicken wing, hot dog and bologna (Great John on the beat by the way)
I'm doing shit you imagine, ayy (chicken and macaroni, chillin' with my homies)
I used to trap, flip, we doin' shit you imagine, ayy

I used to trap, flip, we doin' shit you imagine, ayy
Ran up at Saks Fifth, I spent a brick on the fashion
My body different, that's all she could say when we kick it
I just seen the opps, had them dodgin' and dippin'
Popped a Perc' and that shit had me trippin', ayy
Run up (run up), ayy, I get you done up
I ain't trustin' a soul, that's a set up
Told lil' bro let off shots, never let up
If they slip then we slide, get wet up
You ain't really outside, then shut up
No, you can't sit with the gang, gotta get up
Pull up with gang, we got fifty or better, ayy
F*ck around make it hot in December
I know my heart cold, I was born in the winter
And this ice on my neck make 'em shiver
Told lil' mama come f*ck with a winner
Had my shooters pull up in the sprinter
Boy, you food and we lookin' for dinner
They can't see in this whip 'cause it's tinted
I'm smokin' on dope, this is not for beginners, ayy

We gettin' chicken, chicken
That's the reason why she's splittin', lickin', ayy
You know they don't love you, ayy
They just tryna get the riches, ayy
Get it (huh), flip it, if he talkin' down I'ma lift it
Niggas participatin' in snitchin'
You can't take the heat better get out the kitchen

Ain't no contemplatin', get to clickin'
You know I'm picky, don't know who I'm pickin'
(Sleepy why you outside of this club?)
'Cause they said we can't get the grip in
No feelin', John gon' cook up the beat, I'ma kill it
I can't f*ck with the fake, I'm the realest
Big E-B-K, shoot your shot, then we dippin'
Ayy, boy we steppin'
If he move incorrect, I correct him
He get popped like a cork when we test him
Rap with the opps, we throw shots at the session
Ayy, that suppresser
Rubber band on the clip, I'ma stretch him
Rubber band on the brick when I check in
Drop me the addy, I bet I address him
Ayy, never stressin'
Just make sure that I get all my credit
We shoot bullets like butter, we spread it
All over blocks at the opps 'til we bloody
Ayy, never said it
Choppa burn him like Usher, I let it
If he beef with the gang, ain't no dead it
It ain't no peace with the gang, that's a lesson, ayy, ayy

We getting chicken, chicken
That's the reason why she's splittin', lickin', ayy
You know they don't love you, ayy
They just tryna get the riches, ayy
Get it (huh), flip it, if he talkin' down I'ma lift it
Niggas participatin' in snitchin'
You can't take the heat better get out the kitchen

Chicken wing, chicken wing, hot dog and bologna
Chicken and macaroni, chillin' with my homies
Chicken-chicken wing, chicken wing, hot dog and bologna
Chicken and macaroni, chillin' with my homies
Chicken-



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Mi No Sabe

Mi no sabe, mi no sabe
Mi no sabe, mi no sabe
Mi no sabe, mi no sabe (it's Great John beats, baby)
Mi no sabe, mi no sabe (Great John on the beat, by the way)


Bitch I'm unlike most (uh-huh), keep a gun right close
Put my shooter on green, he'll blow (that's facts)
Even on a red light, he'll go
Pull up with a mop, I'm tryna clean 'em up (huh)
Don't got it, I'm beatin' 'em up (that's facts)
F*ck all the opps, they never keepin' up
No broom, I sweep 'em up, hol' on, wait (huh)
Big body whip, I might crash the Wraith
I give a f*ck what a hater say, just know that Sleepy gettin' paid today, ayy
Turn up, huh, new opp pack, let's burn up, huh
Brand new kicks, can't scuff 'em
I spent like fifty on drip for the summer
Nah you buggin', we spent like a hundred (you trippin')
AMG, push it, I love it, huh
We let off shots and they thought we was drummin'
Free smoke, just pull up if you want it
She like, "Sleepy, you all in my stomach"
Nut in her eye, she gon' see that shit comin'
F*ck the fame, I ain't changin' for nothin'
F*ck the fame, I ain't changin' for nada
Still'll clap a nigga, on my mama
I got a thirty clip just for the drama, ayy
Huh, wait, huh

Act like they love me, I know they some liars, ayy
Huh, hol' on, huh
Pop me a 30, Perkys get me higher
Mi no sabe, mi no sabe
Mi no sabe, mi no sabe
Mi no sabe, mi no sabe
Mi no sabe, mi no sabe



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1999

You shouldn't love me, I'm dangerous
Mama said, "Look boy, you famous"
Slept in that trap 'til they raided
(Great John on the beat, by the way)

Look, I'ma leave with them niggas I came with
You shouldn't love me, I'm dangerous
Mama said, "Look boy, you famous"
Slept in that trap 'til they raided
Look, couldn't see no way out, had to stay up
Get to shootin', we don't lay up
Count the bag and better pay up

Look, f*ck it, we thuggin' it out
Trap got lit, niggas run in and out
Buss down, Benny just flooded it out
Ice on my neck it's a freezer freezer, huh
I think I need her need her
F*ck love, no I don't believe it, huh
I might just keep her and leave her
F*cked up and it ain't no secret
Brand new kicks, no creases
Hop out, flex, new whip look decent, huh
Can't you tell I'm fightin' demons? Huh
Pour the purp' and now I'm leanin', huh
Where the opps? 'Cause I ain't seen 'em, huh
Movin' dirty, I'ma clean 'em up
Say you love me, better mean it, huh
Tell me somethin' I don't know about
Thunder make sound but that lightin' strike 'em
All bark with no bite, you know Sleep don't do no typin'
Don't lose your life, how we livin' just to die? Uh
Shit got you thinkin' twice, f*ck that bitch, ain't even wife it
She ain't know my time, see my wrist, I told her watch it
Bitch, I ain't got the time
Remember runnin' niggas' pockets, like what you got, it's mine, ayy
Gotta stand out, can't fit in
Know some niggas that die just to live it
I can't lie, I've been down for a minute
Speed in that whip, I ain't doin' the limit
Girl, I know what to do when I'm in it
She ain't know what to do when I hit it
Stop the frontin' your move, got nothin' to prove
Can't say what it is when it isn't

Look, I'ma leave with them niggas I came with
You shouldn't love me, I'm dangerous
Mama said, "Look boy, you famous"
Slept in that trap 'til they raided
Look, couldn't see no way out, had to stay up
Get to shootin', we don't lay up
Count the bag and better pay up

You shouldn't love me, I'm dangerous
Mama said, "Look boy, you famous"
Slept in that trap 'til they raided

She said, "Baby, you made it"
Shooters impatient
Can't f*ck with them niggas, I'm racist
Can't love on that bitch, she too basic, huh
You gotta face it, huh, we could switch places
You said that you got me, I know you don't got me
The ones who left me said the same shit
I was sinkin' and you changed shit
F*ck it, I'm sanctioned
Glock on my hip for this gang shit
We seen a lot and never say shit
Mama said, "Look boy, you famous", huh
"Look boy you iced out"
Lil' sister think you the greatest
We made it shine when the lights out, huh
Hundred shots, I got the gang with me, huh
Ain't no lames with me
Actin' up, we give your gang fifty, huh
Keep the gang busy
I'ma shooter, but shooters be with me
Passin' the rock and you know it's a Jimmy
What you doin'? They movin' too iffy
Empty that clip, we gon' dip when it's empty
(Girl you know what's up, hard to be showin' love)
(I know I left you out, I was in there stuck)
(Sorry I left you down, I was goin' up)

Look, I'ma leave with them niggas I came with
You shouldn't love me, I'm dangerous
Mama said, "Look boy, you famous"
Slept in that trap 'til they raided
Look, couldn't see no way out, had to stay up
Get to shootin', we don't lay up
Count the bag and better pay up



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Murda She Wrote

Oh
Look
I want and she want
But we can't, huh

Look, huh
I want, huh, and she want, huh
But we can't, huh, 'cause we know
It was murder she wrote, huh
Look, she sang a song to your soul
That chopper blow like a nose
I told 'em, "Leave me alone"
(Huh, I told 'em, "Leave me alone"

Look, uh
I put my heart inside an envelope and shipped it off, uh
Bitch, I'm cookin', you can't get the sauce
Sleepy pull up drippin', bet them bitches tryna lick it off, uh
Her body different, I might give it all
Perky got me trippin', I could ball, but not on this court, huh
I was down, ain't pick me up just like a missed call
She said, "I got problems," she gon' fix all, huh
You don't hold me down, I'ma get lost

Look, huh
I want, huh, and she want, huh
But we can't, huh, 'cause we know
It was murder she wrote, huh
Look, she sang a song to your soul
That chopper blow like a nose
I told 'em, "Leave me alone"
(Huh, I told 'em, "Leave me alone"
It was murder she wrote, huh
Sing a song to your soul)

Look, uh, it's like I never get no peace, huh
This anxiety make it hard for me to speak, huh
Fightin' demons, I know I barely even sleep, huh
Your dawgs pussy, they ain't barkin' up no trees, huh
Nobody understand, so I just talk to me, uh
I got problems, girl, I'm sorry if I leave, uh
It ain't my fault, I told you shit was hard for me, huh
Turn to the streets 'cause I ain't grow up properly, huh
Can't deal with love, I swear that shit just not for me, nah
I f*ck with her, I let her roll my broccoli, huh
Half the people who said they love me lied to me, huh
Part of the reason I wear my heart up on my sleeve, huh

Look, huh
I want, huh, and she want, huh
But we can't, huh, 'cause we know
It was murder she wrote, huh
Look, she sang a song to your soul
That chopper blow like a nose
I told 'em, "Leave me alone"
(Huh, I told 'em, "Leave me alone"
It was murder she wrote, huh
Sing a song to your soul)



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Lowkey

(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Nah, loyalty and love is different
Loyalty is some shit, like, you gotta see
Love, people throw that shit around a lot
People throw that shit around
I don't think nobody even knows what that shit means no more
Hmm, look

I liked it better when we was lowkey
Now you're tellin' all your friends that I'm different, ain't the old me
Takin' these drugs, I'm 'bout to O.D
Can't tell me that you're loyal or you love, gotta show me
Locked up in pain and you my codeine
For all the times that we waste, we gon' need some matching rollies
Girl, would you ride if it's a stoley?
Girl, would you ride if it's a, look

Girl, I got some bad luck with love, so don't judge
You say you the one, so that makes two of us
You know I got some problems, I don't really trust
Took a lil' minute for my heart to adjust
I know you got some problems, you don't really trust
You don't wanna be the one to fall for a scrub
But it ain't what it was, it is what it is
Love it when I pull up, but you hate it when I dip
So you mad when I dip, we gon' take a trip
Vacation, thousand miles from the crib
Remember when you told me that you wish you would've quit
Said you wasn't f*ckin' with me, threw a whole fit
I was runnin' to a bag, told me stay up out the mix
She know I be stressin' 'cause my brothers in the bricks
You know how I'm livin', so I gotta take risks
Think I'm with some bitch, but I'm probably makin' hits

I liked it better when we was lowkey
Now you're tellin' all your friends that I'm different, ain't the old me
Takin' these drugs, I'm 'bout to O.D
Can't tell me that you're loyal or you love, gotta show me
Locked up in pain and you my codeine
For all the times that we waste, we gon' need some matching rollies
Girl, would you ride if it's a stoley?
Girl, would you ride if it's a-, look

Every time I'm in a jam, you the one that I call
Pass my assist on the court, we gon' ball
Got a call from the gang, said they finna break the law
Know I gotta go, know I gotta get involved
Break up, make up, we done been through it all
Call before I walk, stood ten toes tall
Even if we fall apart, both left a mark
Last one I'm lovin', after that it's f*ck 'em all
I'm the best in the league, Mike Jordan
She gon' make it bounce, like Spalding
I know what she need, ice water
Cool it down, she been actin' out of order
Actin' like she leavin', but she can't
Said her heart won't let her take the chance
She be actin' like she leavin', but she can't
Nuh-uh, won't let her take the chance

I liked it better when we was lowkey
Now you're tellin' all your friends that I'm different, ain't the old me
Takin' these drugs, I'm 'bout to O.D
Can't tell me that you're loyal or you love, gotta show me
Locked up in pain and you my codeine
For all the times that we waste, we gon' need some matching rollies
Girl, would you ride if it's a stoley?
Girl, would you ride if it's a...



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Tip Toe

Ayy, uh
Wait, wait, uh
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Hol' on, hol' on
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Tip toe, hol' on (tip toe)
Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, huh

Tip toe (wait, wait), pockets on fat like a hippo (hol' on)
I turn your wife to a widow (yeah)
Bro just got blood on his new coat (that's a fact)
Damn, hol' on, huh (what?), F*ck it, huh
I gave her dick and she love it (uh-huh)
Ask that bitch what she want, she said, "Nothin'" (what you want?)
Birkin bag on her back and she frontin'
Birkin bag in the back and she cap a lot
I do drugs, I trap a lot (hol' on)
Bad bitch, fat ass and she laugh a lot (wait)
She be in the club, shake ass a lot (that's a fact)
Don't send the addy 'cause we got the drop (uh-huh)
Came from the bottom, now we at the top
Whoa, huh, what, ha (haha), I put my thumb in her, uh (that's a fact)
I just been running it up (run it up)
I'm like a stitch in the cut, yuh (uh-huh)
Bro got a pound of the Runtz (uh-uh, haha)
And we smokin', not baggin' it up, yuh
Whoa, huh, she stepped in the room with no clothes
Told her lean back, Fat Joe
My body different, I could take your soul (body different)
Only two ways this could go (go, hol' on)
You know (you know), I like fast cars, nice clothes (nice clothes)
Oh no, my heart (drip), so cold (so cold)
Don't love me, let me go, huh
Hol' on (hol' on), step up, huh (step up)
Jump in that water, get wet up, huh (wet up)
I like her best friend better, huh
Might let her tote my Beretta
I bet you must heard, Sleepy never let up, huh
I'm too hot, dawg, better catch up (huh)
Hol' on (wait, wait), hol' on
I'm too hot though, better catch up, huh (wow)
Pull up, huh (what?), Pop out, huh
Don't got my Glock, you get knocked out (yeah)
Ride through the block with the top down (yeah)
I'ma clean 'em up, I brought to mop out (facts)
Ayy, wait (what?)
Said they love me but I'm tryna see how
Free my gang, got 'em up in the dog pound
Ran it up, ain't no puttin' my dogs down
(What? What?) Ran it up, ain't no puttin' my dogs down (hol' on)
(Ayy, ayy) ran it up, ain't no puttin' my dogs down (gang, gang)

Tip toe, mm-mm, hol' on
Walk on this shit
You know how we rockin'
(Gang, gang, baow, Sheff Jesus, Jesus, gang)

They know I'm too fat to tip toe
Glock'll help you to rest, ain't no pillow
Make me search for your house, this ain't Zillow
Bullets sent from the Smith, ain't no Willow (hol' on, wait)
Did they just? (What?)
Did they turn the beat off in this bitch? (Ooh)
Spent that heat to your steam off in this bitch?
Stay with brooms, out the cleaner type of shit
Wait (f*ck you mean?), 'cause I'm feelin' myself like I'm 'bout to beat off
No homo, my Glock got a dick and I walk with a limp like I'm deformed (huh)
Shorty neck is too bomb (huh), that's a C4 (huh)
Big pressure to dogs who oppose all of us (huh)
I got them big packs on me
No bodybuilder, straps all around like a dyke is with us
Baby so fire, guess, that's how I bill her
No domestic violence but I got to hit her
I got (ayy, too much, too much) too much sauce on they ass
I was the class clown, used to laugh
Wait who them niggas? (Right there?)
They tryna jump me, I called bro
If he don't got it, then his gang is soft
They tryna jump me, I called bro
If he don't got it, then his gang is soft (yeah, yeah)
If he don't got it then his gang is soft (yeah)

You know how we comin', 2020
Yeah, brrt-bah
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