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letra de ends - papa sleep

[papa sleep]
seen you round my ends like why you stepping in the xen?
break your pen in the ground you try to make amends but i ain’t your friend
you flexing a weapon outta your benz
you testing my patience again
face it you’re not making sense
out for the dollars and cents
you need a ghostwriter
you a no lifer
you got greed so you just a d-ckrider
you ain’t a k9 you a sh-tshu
stiff lines like the ones that you misuse

[f-kksailor]
you cant flow for sh-t
you a n0body
you a b-tch, i can tell it by your look
i can read all u f-ckers like a book
i will leave all u f-ckers h-lla shook (like that)

f-ckin this b-tch with no stick
p-ssyboy tryna hit a l!ck
pop 2 oxys and im lit

you getting sh-t on
i dont do internet beef
we can throw hands in the street
i bet your mom still helps you with them sheets
you probably cry when u get stung by a bee

[papa sleep]
you have delusions of blowing up
all but illusions so grow the f-ck up
get your body dumped at the back of the truck
tryna talk sh-t get your wig split
sailor run a l!ck on your crib
you is a traitor to your own sh-t
you look like a hypocrite get your sh-t took you is irrelevant
you on some f-ck sh-t like oedipus
incest to the fast lane
you an insect to the rap game
tryna just place the blame on every rapper so you get a claim to fame but i don’t waste my f-cking time on fakes (ay)
pull out my heat cause they all want a taste
roll out like roll up the rim we just come in first place while you still playing catch up trash your f-cking track it’s a wrap up

[f-kksailor]
who do u think you are?
run up with the ar
heavy bullets penetrate your scars
i dont give a f-ck bout ur g-y ass f-cking bars
run up with the glock in my hand
p-ssyboy wanna throw hands yeah

- papa sleep

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