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Sleep Light Lyrics


Jayjay757 Sleep Light

[Verse 1: JayJay757]
Look
If any probs, it's whatever we mapping em out [right]
From open mics, now all my shows We packing em out
Out on my ass doing bad, we slept on the couch
Ball like Ginobili, mamma told me can't trap out the house
Take a deal [naw]
Then these niggas screaming that thug life
Double up in this bitch, I need the plug price [For real]
Turn they back when u down, soon as ya grub tight
Same niggas fronted back then gone show you love right
Out hunting, tryna get it nigga we all broke
Bar coke, they ain't show love back when my car smoked [at all]
They say mumble rap dead, i'm talking ill shit
Average nigga wouldn't survive the shit I deal with
Mix the charcoal wit the gas, you get your grill split [Two for one]
Look out wit the money and niggas still switch
Now a nigga gone from grave yard to field trips
Only spit facts on tracks, nothing but real shit [real shit]

[Hook]
Street Lights, gun shots, and dope sales
Gotta eat right? So we ride with more shells
Nigga sleep light, They a ride ya coat tail
Keep the heat tight, Make em' dance like O'dell

Street Lights, gun shots, and dope sales
Gotta eat right? So we ride with more shells
Nigga sleep light, They a ride ya coat tail
Keep the heat tight, Make em' dance like O'dell

Verse 2
From outta town, so I knew they won't gone show uslove
Talking its double, get it for free just cause I know the plug
[Fuck that]
Team came wit the beam i'm on some sniper shit [yup]
Never wife a chick, I just kill it over some cipher shit
Tryna' keep it cool twisted in my denim, Screaming out
F..ck his click and everybody that's with him [Bout to get em ]
Long as I got some pussy, weed, and the mac then i'm cool
I'm kicked back but nigga try me he asking to lose
That thing bust It got you ducking and acting a fool
[what you doing]
Packing the tools , hit you up then get back to the news
Fly nigga, fresh kicks like it's back to the school, packing the tools
Nigga play if he want, gone be a hot summer
Spray ya block make it rain, nigga the Glock thunder
And pray he get out the jam, he doing block numbers
Or getting jammed type shit
All black when its on, in mini van type shit [come on]

[Hook]
Street Lights, gun shots, and dope sales
Gotta eat right? So we ride with more shells
Nigga sleep light, They a ride ya coat tail
Keep the heat tight, Make em' dance like O'dell

Street Lights, gun shots, and dope sales
Gotta eat right? So we ride with more shells
Nigga sleep light, They a ride ya coat tail
Keep the heat tight, Make em' dance like O'dell


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