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clouded dreams - mg sleepy كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(jmc, you goin’ crazy)

[chorus: mg sleepy]
a thousand schemes to a thousand g’s
i’d sell it gram by gram to a thousand fiends
turn my phone off, first through the fifth and get a thousand rings
ain’t even sleepin’ late at night, i’m havin’ clouded dreams
thank god i make it out this b_tch ’cause they doubted me
young n_gga see i’m on the grind and say they proud of me
i remember n_ggas used to clown and now it’s crowded seats
brodie just a flunky with a gun and start childish beef
and i’ll shoot this big b_tch until the crowd deceased
when i get mad, it get bad, don’t get loud with me
all that riff raff, your b_tch ass get from ’round me
my stick done hit him in his sh_t, now he sound asleep

[verse 1: liltae2]
up this big mag, you get blast, it got a silence piece
in the sh_t bag, your b_tch ass don’t come around to eat
swear they mad i’m gettin’ pape’, they won’t allow to eat
if you not talkin’ ’bout no pape’, you not allowed to speak
we ain’t doin’ fees, just pay me cash, you gotta find a beat
you ain’t even got no beef, why you got a heat?
we gon’ hit him in his head and knock him off his feet
you can’t even call my phone, b_tch, i’m out of reach
ain’t come around when i was broke ’cause i’m not a leech
had to kick her out the crib ’cause she not a freak
heard you told on your opps to get out the beef (out the beef)
how you puttin’ sh_t inside your nose but you not a geek?
[chorus: mg sleepy]
a thousand schemes to a thousand g’s
i’d sell it gram by gram to a thousand fiends
turn my phone off, first through the fifth and get a thousand rings
ain’t even sleepin’ late at night, i’m havin’ clouded dreams
thank god i make it out this b_tch ’cause they doubted me
young n_gga see i’m on the grind and say they proud of me
i remember n_ggas used to clown and now it’s crowded seats
brodie just a flunky with a gun and start childish beef
and i’ll shoot this big b_tch until the crowd deceased
when i get mad, it get bad, don’t get loud with me
all that riff raff, your b_tch ass get from ’round me
my stick done hit him in his sh_t, now he sound asleep

[outro: mg sleepy]
godd_mn, i keep on makin’ hits, i done found a key

- clouded dreams

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