No Sleep

We don't get no sleep it mean
Way more for us to eat
We don't get no sleep it mean
Way more for us to eat
Don't wanna be a sheep I pray
The Lord my soul to keep
We don't get no sleep it mean
Way more for us to eat
We don't get no sleep it mean
Way more for us to eat
Don't wanna be a sheep I pray
The Lord my soul to keep
Don't wanna be a sheep I pray
The Lord my soul to keep
I'm so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
I'm so high off greek you hear
The creak in my tummy
We don't get no sleep it mean
Way more for us to eat
We don't get no sleep it mean
Way more for us to eat
We don't get no sleep it mean way more for us

You can live for me
You wanna seek out your glory
Say a prayer mama taught me before I sleep
(Amen) me and my family we proud up
In the bed six deep
I was caught up and then I
Saw my pops and peeps
I can hear the weeps and the
Hallways can hear the weeps
Brought me to the rooms and he
Told me something so scary
Blank stare at the wall
I swear I couldn't even blink
Me fourteen years old
Going on like thirty-three
Tapped into the savage on that
Day is what I mean
Tables turned you feel you cannot
Turn the other cheek
From then on everything was a
Plate no nigga eat

We don't get no sleep it mean
Way more for us to eat
Don't wanna be a sheep I pray
The Lord my soul to keep
Don't wanna be a sheep I pray
The Lord my soul to keep
I'm so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
I'm so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
We don't get no sleep it mean
Way more for us to eat
We don't get no sleep it mean
Way more for us to eat

Walked up in the bank there's so
Much cash I gotta take
Twenty-sixteen there's so much cash
I gotta make excuse me
Vegetarian that's so much bad up on my plate
That's steak, spicy garlic
Man that's a normal date
I'm hot now, I can't stop now, I'm on fire
I make your bitch tat me on her back
I'm a wire it take blood, sweat, and tears
But I am not a crier
The way Ben Franklin sing
He make me think I'm a choir
Sosa got the strap
You know I wear it like a bomber
Act like you don't in the middle of December
Turn to summer
The way I make your bitch hot, I'm a stove
Harry Potter this mathematics
You can leave if you ain't talking numbers

Lean on me like Morgan Freeman
No further you shall see
Pacing in circles in the darkness
Won't the light come follow me
But to lose your heart’s been molded
To withstand all of the roads
Stomach folding
This the greatest story ever told
I knew that I was a
Legend more now than before
Wait two nights to my last bitch
And let this money mold
Flew by you in quite a flash
Few nights I saw you pass
Stay up on my path
I bet I be here laughing lastly

Wings up on your back and
The wind beneath your feet
Watch the game we play
You can get tricked up off the street
Days like Halloween
You can get tricked and be a treat
Won't happen to me
I sink my teeth into they sweet

Chief Keef

No Sleep

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