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Yeah
Catching no sleep
I'm in the studio
Y'all counting sheep
Meanwhile I'm printing clothes
I don't fuck with hypebeasts
Nike SB's on me though
I've

Slap by Big Ice

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Vi pulla opp nå og alt er på stell
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House Of Flying Daggers

Method Man

Only Built 4 Cuban Linx, Pt. 2

2009

forget the cuts
Got a whole line of classic joints, and while you at it
Pass the joint, let's push this music past the point
Of no return, til they

tell it by my fit
It get mainey in da city, we just tryna stack our chips
And its all fun n games til yo car meet this bip
Migo DLo get it lit let me

still sleep by the creek
Crocodile infested but to me it's
Just a bunch of boots
Always on the hunt for the loot

Sautées and fricassee smoked
Crabs

(ay this going hard)

(let's get it)
(one eight)

God be by my side so when I slide, I ain't moving slow
No I cannot lie he gave me life I gotta get

to having violent psychotic
Quick devour polish it, politics
By the way I'm higher than the Eiffel Tower tip
I like writin'
But I will stick this pencil

I don't recommend it
Sativa, Indica blunt I'ma blend it
Against my squad no I don't recommend it
All of my dogs get the check and we spend it
That

(whoo!)
I ain’t folding on the squad, uh (nah)
I ain’t folding on my dawgs, you can put that all on God (all on God)
I ain’t messing with no frauds, no (no

the booth, bitch
Got who I need
Ain't surrounded by no fucking greed
You stumped like the giving tree
Tired of the bars
Turn on your tv
So you can see my

Feel like the talk of the town
Got tracks upon tracks upon tracks and I won't let em out
'Til summertime comes then I'm scorching the ground
When I

[Hook: V Squad]

I pray and then go hard
I pray and then I go hard
I pray and then I go harder
I pray and then I go hard

I pray and then go hard
I

Everybody want the pole position ain’t no decision can’t cruise
I done had dark days made plays in the 3 man weave too smooth
At the end of the day

aggravated
Growing up, I got four lil sisters
And I will hurt you motherfuckers if I catch you playing with her
I grew up as an only child without no father

scorned
Why'd I ever think my chances with you'd last when he warned
That doing stuff behind the back would only crash and be swarmed
By that pseudo smiling

(Damn, Mikey)

I heard he been dissin' on the squad, we left his man sleep
Duckin' silver bracelets, be precautious when the feds sweep
I want

a dog running after a bone 
Stand up proud on both your knees 
And don't take no liberties 
Living by the riverbed 
How much longer there instead 
Maybe

a crack rock (yeah)
Shit I had to sleep wit the roaches and rats 
I ain't see my future 'til mask off (yeah)
These niggas were actin like mascots
They

Beef

Tee Grizzley

Beef

2017

Helluva made this beat, baby
Haa
Meek, you got your strap?
Ain't nothin' to talk 'bout
Let's get it

I don't sleep on no beef
(We ain't

I be so damn high, I feel like I'm touching God
I be by myself or I be with my squad
Living every second of my fucking life
You say that you in need

Walk in they sleep they want to live out they dreams I just want um to eat
Yea look at my squad
They calling me Lucci
Keep it a thousand a grand for

a hurricane
It's gonna rock you 'til you lose sleep
It's gonna rock you 'til you're out of a job
It's gonna rock you 'til you're out on the street
It's gonna

ya enemies until they
Can't catch they breath
Don't sleep, tote heat, seven days a week
Whether to work or to church, snow, rain
Or sleet and don't

line
Hang my mind, they think I ain't changed in the summertime
He got span on mic, lyrical army, got no gang of mine
I supply opportunity
Anxiety ain't