Listen to Still Sleep (feat. KayyFrmSmb) by EddySTC

Still Sleep (feat. KayyFrmSmb)

EddySTC

Hip-Hop/Rap

1 Shazams

Lyrics

Aye Still Sleep Endless nights in the chat for like four weeks Ain't trying to die young like Juice So I keep a 2.4 like Kobe Gotta stay woke can't let them hoe me Twelve tryna hold my wrist like a Rollie I can't trust 'em they just took my Brodie You can't tell me you real gotta show me They say I'm Curry in the 4th I'm in that mode Niggas be tweaking what that's for Man, they always gone tweak that's the memo Can't fold can't bend like a elbow And bitch all I see is red like I can't go Lil Kayy in the book know I can't fold Bitch don't get sprained like a ankle All my Niggas really want is a bankroll Chasing cheese I'm on perfect timing Niggas talk tough till his dome reclining They ain't talking basketball I'm a post to rise 'em bitch I'm known for shining Niggas known for rhyming It's been a long while I'm in it in my prime and We at the top niggas still up climbing We gone find 'em Tell me what you know about moving mountains Really ran it up we had no allowance Go to eat every beat niggas hungry Keep my head held high like a nosebleed Cause this world so cold hope I don't freeze Please don't freeze Niggas hating on me wrist on freeze Got my third eye open so I don't sleep Know time is money shit not cheap Leave that lame ass nigga rolling in the deep Finna wake niggas up ain't no sweet dreams I'm a nightmare, the reason why they don't sleep Shoot a nigga then tell his momma don't grieve Insane crazy gang niggas OC Don't play bout shit but you know me Tell him keep his guard up like a goalie Bro really be spazzing like he Broly We'll leave him on the floor like he OD'd And damn I still miss my broski Yeah, I still miss my brodie Remember we was up playing them oldies Had them bitches tryna ride us like ponies And all these hoes out here tryna hoe me We gone have 'em eat it up no Shoney's Bro told me it's gone be hella anchovies He said put them hoes up like trophies I'm a real outlaw coyote Is you really gone ride cause I'm a roadie Disappear in a portal like Morty Remember back then they was tryna ignore me Now I got funds these hoes boring 223s call 'em James and Jordan Known to clamp shit like Carter Niggas ain't real so why would I bother Strong heart just like my momma, but a lost soul just like my father Put the gang on said that drama Chop long like the neck of a llama I don't want beef you cooked if it's problems Niggas just tryna get to the dollars I ain't really worried bout no followers Cause I'm just tryna get to my dollars Fuck nigga don't play by my commas Know the choppa gone sing like opera All black told bro keep posture Knocked once then hollows follow She a gold ass digger and giving no dollars But she give good brain like a scholar Like Persians all we see his bodies piling Keep shooting I ain't never stopping They know KOE he a real shot caller KOK he ain't going for nada Talking down until we spin your block up Getting low I know you niggas not tough We smoke opps like Jamaican Don Dadas Roll 'em just like it's SS Uganda Niggas sleep we can tell that they not up
Writer(s): Edwin Keita Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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