| We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
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| We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
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| Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
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| We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
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| Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
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| I’m so high off greek you hear the creak in my tummy
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| We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
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| We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
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| We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us
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| You can live for me, you wanna seek out your glory
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| Say a prayer mama taught me before I sleep (Amen)
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| Me and my family we proud up in the bed six deep
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| I was caught up and then I saw my pops and peeps
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| I can hear the weeps and the hallways can hear the weeps
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| Brought me to the rooms and he told me something so scary
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| Blank stare at the wall, I swear I couldn’t even blink
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| Me fourteen years old, going on like thirty-three
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| Tapped into the savage on that day is what I mean
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| Tables turned you feel you cannot turn the other cheek
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| From then on everything was a plate no nigga eat
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| We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
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| Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
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| I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
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| We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
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| We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
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| Walked up in the bank there’s so much cash I gotta take
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| Twenty-sixteen there’s so much cash I gotta make
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| Excuse me, vegetarian that’s so much bad up on my plate
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| That’s steak, spicy garlic, man that’s a normal date
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| I’m hot now, I can’t stop now, I’m on fire
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| I make your bitch tat me on her back, I’m a wire
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| It take blood, sweat, and tears, but I am not a crier
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| The way Ben Franklin sing, he make me think I’m a choir
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| Sosa got the strap, you know I wear it like a bomber
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| Act like you don’t in the middle of December, turn to summer
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| The way I make your bitch hot, I’m a stove, Harry Potter
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| This mathematics, you can leave if you ain’t talking numbers
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| We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
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| Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
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| I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
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| We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
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| We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
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| Lean on me like Morgan Freeman, no further you shall see
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| Pacing in circles in the darkness, won’t the light come follow me
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| But to lose your heart’s been molded to withstand all of the roads
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| Stomach folding, this the greatest story ever told
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| I knew that I was a legend more now than before
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| Wait two nights to my last bitch and let this money mold
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| Flew by you in quite a flash, few nights I saw you pass
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| Stay up on my path, I bet I be here laughing lastly
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| Wings up on your back and the wind beneath your feet
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| Watch the game we play, you can get tricked up off the street
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| Days like Halloween, you can get tricked and be a treat
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| Won’t happen to me, I sink my teeth into they sweet
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| We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
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| Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
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| I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
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| We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
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| We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat |