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letra de no sleep - surge (rapper)

(hook)
i ain’t been getting no sleep
i’m tryna eat
b-tch i been hungry for weeks
fell off the curb on the streets
chasing that fee
i run that sh-t up and repeat
rulers, on rulers, on rulers
took him to court
man them police they know he a shooter
praying for you like a buddah
string out yo brain
and them n-ggas might take out yo noodle

(verse 1)
fetti the plug
he ain’t hearing you n-ggas
youngin a reaper
he burying n-ggas
hood on my back
i’m just carrying n-ggas
i’m still with my dawgs
but they move like guerrillas
stuck in the hood
boy we live in the trap
i was that n-gga
before all the rap
take that sh-t off
we ain’t doing the cap
i should pay for her spinе
i just blew out her back
drilling that
swear i bе drilling that
i just be murdering beats
where my k!llers at
drinking that drink
i’m a see where my liver at
big body benz
and you know i be whippin that
i’m rocking white tee my n-gga
ain’t wear no designer
hungry as f-ck
like i’m looking for diners
you full of sh-t
they should give you some diapers
i’m fl!cking sh-t up
man i feel like a lighter
(hook)
i ain’t been getting no sleep
i’m tryna eat
b-tch i been hungry for weeks
fell off the curb on the streets
chasing that fee
i run that sh-t up and repeat
rulers on rulers on rulers
took him to court
man them police they know he a shooter
praying for you like a buddah
string out yo brain
and them n-ggas might take out yo noodle

(verse 2)
i don’t be playing
with n-ggas and b-tches
they know that it’s up there
when sh-t going south
they should go throw
you some medals and trophy’s
you still breaking records
in running yo mouth
all of that talking
excessive
my b-tch a stallion
she built like she megan
been chasing paper
since i was like seven
not in the pen
but i’m still independent
i don’t flop
i get guap
painting pictures
i don’t crop
it’s a bop
when i drop
surge on fire
n-gga hot
you ain’t this
you ain’t that
flip a dollar
to a stack
ain’t no cheese
ain’t no rats
ain’t no stabbing
in yo back
(hook)
i ain’t been getting no sleep
i’m tryna eat
b-tch i been hungry for weeks
fell off the curb on the streets
chasing that fee
i run that sh-t up and repeat
rulers on rulers on rulers
took him to court
man them police they know he a shooter
praying for you like a buddah
string out yo brain
and them n-ggas might take out yo noodle

- surge rapper

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