Issue No 107 Sleep Lyrics


Sleep by Issue No. 107

Hook:
Tryin to pull back but I'm in two key
It's the type of paper make a nigga a little sleep
Count this paper here it will take all night,
High class nigga but I'm still alone night,
When I've been the block I turned this,
Tell you sir why you niggas turn this,
But you say you want this cash though, money
But you gotta be careful what you ask for.

Ain't this all you ever dreamed of?
my words nightmares, me be in ..
Pulled over like you know the procedure,
Came as shit but yeah them bitches getting kick off,
But it see a lea and I'ma lie illegal,
A married king gangsta till I boozy segal,
I'm here round town, nigga see the death grass,
Hope that the shit ain't pass, nigga that's your best bet,
And I'm looking at this niggas when I'm in the block,
They think I'm lacking, you know I got it in the slut,
Get on niggas thirsty and down here worth the try,
So grind the whole family being tied up,
Long nights and short days, till I check out we only here for a short stay
I'm out of town fin and make another round,
Ain't worried about the wist, I'ma take it as it come.

Hook:
Tryin to pull back but I'm in two key
It's the type of paper make a nigga a little sleep
Count this paper here it will take all night,
High class nigga but I'm still alone night,
When I've been the block I turned this,
Tell you sir why you niggas turn this,
But you say you want this cash though, money
But you gotta be careful what you ask for.

I flow cash, I turn green,
Spend 10,000 dollars on that hirm is,
That's the type of paper, get your wife kidnapped,
Damn, you know what to do if you want that bitch back.

And I ain't flicking through the hood so playin for you,
But you gotta know these niggas ..
This is no top of that I got to take you on my bump,
You know my pump, that's why I keep the pipe for me like a plummer,
stupid ass nigga, soon as you meet the bitch take her to his crib,
And show em way you keep the shit,
Stuck em up a couple times, got back on this beat
Everybody wanna try it, cause you know they sweet,
But I don't speak em in the street, 48 I was straight,
Real talk em up the movement 30 pounds a day,
Yeah I'm blowing 50,000 in a month,
That's the type of paper getting any nigga trunk.

Hook:
Tryin to pull back but I'm in two key
It's the type of paper make a nigga a little sleep
Count this paper here it will take all night,
High class nigga but I'm still alone night,
When I've been the block I turned this,
Tell you sir why you niggas turn this,
But you say you want this cash though, money
But you gotta be careful what you ask for.

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