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letra de need some sleep - kmx

hook(x3)
i need some sleep
you can’t go on like this
i tried counting some sheep
but there’s one i always miss

verse #1
pop sh-t about me you’ll be dead today
i cruise in the whip i don’t ride in the mta
i’m out to sleepys to buy my king sized bed today
f-ck with me you’ll be filled up with lead okay
i’m doing my thing performing at concerts at summer jam
i got no love for the government n-gga f-ck uncle sam
some things in the world you just don’t understand
i do it for the streets and i does it for my f-cking fans
people say i changed well i’m still the same guy
i hit the mainstream crossed over like ai
these rappers are so wack and pathetic
grandma a diabetic and moms got bad credit
blocks get sprayed up then you see the paramedics
you do something stupid then you regret it
i’m good with one hundred dollars stuck on my debit
i’m the best in this rap game homie you can bet it

hook (x2)

verse #2
times just keep getting harder and harder
cats call me the grim reaper like smush parker
well that’s cause my lyrics on point guard
they like x why you change your voice guard
i do it n-gga cause it works for me
so shut your mouth cause you critics ain’t hurting me
i k!ll these tracks murder them in the third degree
i got a friend in the hospital
hope he make it out of surgery
its all good cause they opinions don’t matter keith
i keep sh-tting on n-ggas cause my bladder weak
this my only shot i’m gonna take it
i will never sell my soul nor fake it
last night i had a dream i didn’t make it
conscious talking to me like we all go threw h-ll keith
i wish you well keith
no one wanna help keith
this life a nightmare can you take me off elm street

hook (x2)

verse #3
if you a black man you definitely gotta work hard
i was studying good grades on my report card
when ya was getting high my head was in the books
meanwhile these young n-ggas still catching jux
i grew up in the ghetto sh-t is off the hook
they expect us to be in jail or some type of crook
a lot of cats lost they life for some type of look
only the strong survive you can’t be no f-cking p-ss
survival of the fittest like darwin said
money is the root of evil
the things we do for bread
it’s a cold world sometimes i wish i was dead
i’ll give you the gun homie go ahead sh-ll me out
i been screwed over fake friends sold me out
missing pieces my life ain’t complete
i leave challengers in the agony of defeat
but real talk dogs i just need some sleep

hook (x4)

- kmx

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