Sleepin Lyrics

[Chorus]
Tell me what you think 'bout when you go to sleep
I think 'bout murder, think 'bout felonies
I think 'bout murder, think 'bout felonies
Bitch I'm the chef, I came with the recipe
No you can't cook, they ain't share sauce with me
Can't walk in my shoes, no you can't walk with me
Took the chains off my neck, they done unleashed the beast
Took the chains off my neck, they done unleashed the beast

[Verse 1]
On my mama I speak to the streets
Be a boss, don't be working for cheap
Made mistakes, you can learn some from me
Don't be dissing, don't worry 'bout beef
I'm up early, I can't get no sleep
Everybody need something from me
My heart on froze, McFlurry
You try to rob me, I dare you
You talk 'bout murder, I hear you
You shoot in the sky, you scary
I know you don't love me no more
But I still remember times we cherish
I know you don't be in the streets
With my flag on red like cherries
My money stacked tall to the sky
My pants fall down, embarrassing
I know you want come over here
Switch sauce, better stay over there
Haters get popped, I ain't talkin' Bel Air
Yeah they shoot but they aim at the air
I seen niggas get popped, I ain't talkin' Bel Air
Yeah they shoot but they aim at the air
I seen niggas get popped, I ain't talkin' Bel Air
Yeah they shoot but they aim at the air, go
[Chorus]
Tell me what you think 'bout when you go to sleep
I think 'bout murder, think 'bout felonies
I think 'bout murder, think 'bout felonies
Bitch I'm the chef, I came with the recipe
No you can't cook, they ain't share sauce with me Can't walk in my shoes, no you can't walk with me
Took the chains off my neck, they done unleashed the beast
Took the chains off my neck, they done unleashed the beast

[Verse 2]
You know how I play in these streets
On my mama, I can't hide out from beef
Niggas dissing, we slide how we eat
Cut her off, it ain't nothing to me
You can't sit at the table with nothing to eat
And then talk murder on me
I fell in love with a groupie
Fell in love, she was choosy
Rollin' off a xan, I'm moody
Got three hoes tryna do me
My life is a movie
My opps is directors 'cause they want to shoot me
Love scars like I'm Uzi, I be with them hitters that's toting them uzis
You shootin' the sky like you tryna get B-roll to put in a movie
Don't call my phone with that action shit
We spin through your block with an extra clip
You just popped out, I'ma handle this
I get to the check, I ain't stressing shit
Don't call my phone with that action shit
We spin through your block with an extra clip
You just popped out, I'ma handle this
I get to the check, I ain't stressing shit
[Chorus]
Tell me what you think 'bout when you go to sleep
I think 'bout murder, think 'bout felonies
I think 'bout murder, think 'bout felonies
Bitch I'm the chef, I came with the recipe
No you can't cook, they ain't share sauce with me
Can't walk in my shoes, no you can't walk with me
Took the chains off my neck, they done unleashed the beast
Took the chains off my neck, they done unleashed the beast

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