biv - sleeptime lyrics
aye
my pay turned into fake face
blood stained they carpets
sweep under then hide the whole f_ckin’ case
the worlds a better place without’cha name
i ain’t been the first to think of blowin’ out my f_ckin’ brains
you ain’t special to me, i keep it that way
you gonna pop six b’s? b_tch better stay awake
head bangin’, the chain lockin’ my bare face to keep sp_ce from yo’ hoe headass pace
fam always got somethin’ to say
if better or worse, b_tch i got plenty on the way
if they want the cash then just say
and i’ll spit it right back into their f_ckin’ face
mans gon’ drop that
[?]
i never gon’ call that
mans try to be me, too bad
mans gon’ drop that
[?]
i never gon’ call that
mans try to be me, too bad
tryna be sad for [?] twenties and face pass
mom and pops been havin’ screamin’ match
’til the emotions compact
the whole world collapse [mans tryna be me]
now you spendin’ six more years just tryna make it back
skip to the sh_t b_tch, i know you finna flip
skip to the sh_t b_tch, i know you finna flip
skip to the sh_t b_tch, i know you finna flip
skip to the sh_t, yuh
how she run it back, cause me heart attack
only dose i have
darling have me crash
i’m not havin’ that
life got back to back
life go back to fast
life go back to fast
actin’ like i’m free, motherf_cker who you speakin’ on?
i should know to speak and they single f_ckin’ tell me, yuh
actin’ like i’m free, motherf_cker who you speakin’ on?
i should know to speak and they single f_ckin’ tell me, yuh
same sh_t, same sh_t, yuh
no post might fit yuh
no ice, no clip, yuh
know where i sit, yuh
hate me, then pick, yuh
hate where i pick up
just like you said, huh?
just like you, yuh, yuh
they gonna act so oblivious
i think sh_ts ridiculous
everyone is wanna be villainous
i don’t believe your experience
i think this sh_t is hilarious
’til these f_ckers act mysterious
i know they don’t take me serious
b_tch wan’t smoke but ain’t clearin’ it (i know they don’t, i know they don’t)
b_tch want smoke but ain’t clearin’ it
my blood been on my hands but i ain’t speakin’ on that, period
thanks for the drive by
high life look nice ’til yo’ idles hangin’ from the lime light
your mental f_cked tryna pass time
tryna, tryna paint a night life
i don’t think you ever wanna feel right
mans gon’ drop that
[?]
i never gon’ call that
mans try to be me, too bad
mans gon’ drop that
[?]
i never gon’ call that
mans try to be me, too bad
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