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letra de no sleep - critic

[verse 1 – critic]
(we love you, dior)
one two..
one two three
2 shots, now you rollin’ like me
said that you loved me you said you won’t leave
man f-ck all that sh-t i’ma roll up a g
roll up a blunt, hit it once, maybe twice
don’t know but the sh-t feel nice
i don’t smoke but the sh-t feel right
and when i do, i’m on the edge of a knife
aye, aye f-ck it, let me talk to a n-gga, no bumpin’
i’m speakin’ my truth and you know that it’s somethin’

hold on, hold on, let me speak to these mothaf-ckas right quick
huh, 9am, ain’t even got my ass out of the bed
pick up my phone and i sent you a text, huh
i ain’t even brush my f-ckin’ t–th yеt

[verse 2 – critic]
you the reason that i can’t get no sleep
you thе reason that i feel like a g
you the reason that i wanna go focus on self but i can’t ’cause you won’t even leave
you the reason that i can’t even eat
you the reason that i feel like cheatin’
you see me doin’ better for myself now you gon’ blow my phone up talm’ ’bout
i miss you, critic
i need to take yo’ ass out of my phone
i need to make sure you’ll leave me alone
cheatin’ on me like i wouldn’t find out
talkin’ to me just cause you wanted clout
they caught yo’ ass in 4k
when they showed me i said no way
god d-mn
i f-cked with a thot, least ian never f-ck her raw
thinkin’ ’bout you lookin’ back i’m a fool
like it or not, you was suckin’ the crew
like it or not, he was f-ckin’ on you
like it or not, i was kissin’ on you
f-ck
[verse 3 – raii]
i was kissin’ on you
can’t like i miss the sh-t we do
and i don’t know where the f-ck, i should start it at
problems over i guess you could call it that
i’m just hopin’ that i’m wrong you not apart of that
cause if i’m right then it’s gon be a heart attack
i wish i never met her, never got attached
fallin’ deeper when i should be fallin’ back
block her number just so i don’t call her back
to tell her that i forgive all of that, for real
’cause nah that would be stupid as h-ll
i know you wouldn’t do the same for me
bae i could just tell, just tryin’ to get you off my mind
this sh-t ain’t good for my health
tryin’ to find your love feel like i’m steady losin’ myself
and i just, hate fakin’ as if i’m used to this, it’s torturous
grab a hammer and nail for my heart then i board it shut
i’m tryin’ to keep this alive because i’m thinkin’ it’s more for us
unfortunate on how i done figured out i’m the source of this for real
and nah that would be stupid as h-ll, i don’t got no one else to blame i did this sh-t to myself
get you off my mind, this sh-t ain’t good for my health, tryin’ to find your love, feel like i’m steady losin’ myself

- critic

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