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letra de one eye open (intro) - killbunk

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[intro]
uh-uh-uh
uh-uh-uh-nah
bet you lyin’
this ain’t fun
ayy
bet you lyin’
yeah, you told me that you love me, why you lyin’ to me? (yeah)
baby, do not lie, girl, is you ridin’ for me
paranoid so i keep a .45 when i sleep
too much noise so i feel like i’m awake when i sleep

[chorus]
yeah, demons at my side so i can’t sleep (i can’t sleep)
clutchin’ on this .40 while i smoke this tree (smoke this tree)
n-gga talk, i up the glock, he runnin’, athlete
yeah, p-ssy boy don’t talk, no, you ain’t wanna at me
keep my eye open every time that i sleep
are you mine, baby? need your time, baby
do i lie? it’s maybe, guess i’m high ’til i sleep
you be mine, be my queen, be my heart, be my lean
she get high off molly, she get high, she gon’ tweak
gas too loud, you might sneeze
n-ggas ain’t f-ckin’ with me
got too rich, they f-ckin’ with me (yeah)
ice, my wrist, i tuck it on me (yeah)
iced my b-tch and both the homies
i feel lonely but still got the team
[verse]
that b-tch, she trippin’, she all in my dreams
outside, baby, just forget about me
that b-tch, she drinkin’ up all of my lean
money keep comin’ in piles while i sleep
n-ggas, they hate, why they copyin’ me?
my b-tch mad as f-ck with me
’cause i’m the stu’ recordin’, i ain’t give you what you need
i can’t give you what you need (what you need)
adderall, that’s for me to sleep (sleep)
alcohol, mix it with the bean (bean)
will i win? f-ck it, we gon’ see (we gon’ see)
this time

[chorus]
yeah, demons at my side so i can’t sleep (i can’t sleep)
clutchin’ on this .40 while i smoke this tree (smoke this tree)
n-gga talk, i up the glock, he runnin’, athlete
yeah, p-ssy boy don’t talk, know you ain’t wanna at me
keep my eye open every time that i sleep
are you mine, baby? need your time, baby
do i lie? it’s maybe, guess i’m high ’til i sleep
you be mine, be my queen, be my heart, be my lean
she get high off molly, she get high, she gon’ tweak
gas too loud, you might sneeze
n-ggas ain’t f-ckin’ with me
got too rich, they f-ckin’ with me (yeah)
ice, my wrist, i tuck it on me (yeah)
iced my b-tch and both the homies
i feel lonely but still got the team

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