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letra de sleepless nights - yxngzahh

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[intro]
oh, oh
let’s go

[chorus:]
put in that work, alotta sleepless nights gon get me rich
they be out here f-cking, main reason you can trust a b%tch
get my money longer, like i’m uzi, dats gon make em sick
i can fight, i can shoot too, just don’t make a move
love to get high, in my zone, don’t f-ck up my groove
tweak wit us, we f-ck around have yo ass like bishop on dat roof
he a b-tch no he ain’t like dat, what he tryn prove?
i don’t know why n-ggas d-ckride, just to seem cool

[verse 1]
i wit sum n-ggas, ruthless, they’ll shoot yo block up
tired of n-ggas, rappin bout sum murders, still ain’t shot nun
type to go missions, don’t come back, until da job done
yeah i took sum losses, i woke up today, already won

in my cousin room, was likе 8, when i first held a gun
n-ggas cappin all da time, i think thеy do it for fun
was a youngin had no chill, yeah we made sum n-ggas run
pray he don’t act up, we’ll take his momma only son

ian regular, can’t treat me like just anyone
iont got no selfish ways
need more then minimum wage
n-ggas got, feminine ways, i’m just tryn get paid
middle finger to yo face, only if you hate

sh%t, i tell ’em it’s all love even if i know he hating
people ’round me flexin money, ian neva’ hated
or ain’t count they pockets
if they got it, i can get it too
plenty times i found myself in places, was uncomfortable
gotta get to a bag, i stick to da script
choppa like a beyblade, it’s up, tell bro to let it rip
i gotta get to da deads
n-ggas ain’t really yo man
if we shoot, we ain’t aimin for legs
when we shoot, we gon aim at yo head

why this b%tch keep blowin up my line ian got time for dat
city like a warzone, tryna put my hood on
ian sayin uzi didn’t, just don’t know what went wrong
keep the police out my bitnezz, no indictments ina’ song

[chorus:]
put in that work, alotta sleepless nights gon get me rich
they be out here f-cking, main reason you can trust a b%tch
get my money longer, like i’m uzi, dats gon make em sick
i can fight, i can shoot too, just don’t make a move

love to get high, in my zone, don’t f-ck up my groove
tweak wit us, we f-ck around have yo ass like bishop on dat roof
he a b-tch no he ain’t like dat, what he tryn prove?
i don’t know why n-ggas d-ckride, just to seem cool

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