Lyrics:
I been killing beats like a motherfucking iPod
Crazy in the sheets I might put her on my tripod
Ask me why I try stupid little bitch, why not
trying to get under my sheets
You know I'm about getting that win
Bad girl type need a leash
Or a pair of cuffs, that's why we pairing up
Body type? yeah
the rope from the heavens I seen
You've stolen my sleep now these sheets need a bleach
When I close my eyes
All I see is you
Your holy smile
And your hair
long I could
Feel it on the inside
The outside it shivers
I hear the loud side
But the quiet side it whispers
That silhouette lighting
The curves on your
yo we lighting up the trees
Gal dem a pree and wan give it up for free
Summer time a come mek we touch pon the beach
Gal dem scream blueprint
by lighting McQueen
Jump someone like a trampoline
My jet so private it came with no lag
100 k for these Louis bags
Got these pants they don't sag
Me
apps
why you layin' flat, arch, or i'm never coming back
You swipe a tablet, i'm swiping tablets
You fucking catfish, i'm lighting catpiss
Deleting
The candles are lit
The plating is laid
There’s dinner that set for two
Rose petals that lead to the bed
The lighting is red
There’s music to set
got plenty, plenty I got twenty, got two tens on my bed sheets
MVP of the A-team b****, you can never test me (Don't test)
DVD of the neck, she top it
they lighting up a spliff, I'm just blazing these beats
Working on a bunch of writtens while I lay in my sheets
Think I finally found my calling, I can
of books sheets, numbers, orders of words
For life's great moments of delight and sadness
Lay lost in grey metal filing cabinets
Rusted and battered by so
see
But sometimes, I admit that I can let the lighting lead
But shadows don't keep more than warmth upon sheets
They're born to bleed themselves dry
the money just working while I'm rollin up in my sheets
Lucid dreaming
Got a scope got em ultralight beams
Got all the shmoke for your team
Losing myself in
perfectly aligned
The breeze is blowing softly
I can feel it on my skin
This is so real...
I lay on linen sheets without a wrinkle to be seen
They say that I
the clouds
Stop standing still
Don't want bystanders around
Yes I'm the champ
Teeth lighting up like a lamp
Working this shit heavy camp
The symbol is
knows, the thoughts in my head
Memories, of you laying on my bed
Lady in the streets, freak in the sheets
I still feel the rhythm of your heart beat
To my
the welcome of lighting
Breaking through raw beats
Burning up y'all needs, in raw sheets
In a backwoods, a calm breeze
Of all things, on a Monday feeling
sheet
Unfolding a thought like it oragami
I must be getting old 'cus it's knowledge I seek
We all running to the days up
Dollar for the day any way
And I'm pouring out a fifth no dying
And I roll another zip no lighting
I went back to the beast (Mode)
Ima tack on the streets
Ima Stab in the blue
this no normal life, I'm tourin'
Turn the lights off when I walk into the room
Yeah, these bars are so fire that they're lighting up the room
They all
nothings new
Lighting up the world just to make it through
I find some fancy pills
That help me fall into sweet sleepness
Like a princess falling alone
I
fall asleep
Slowly breathe, please don't let them take you away from me
White sheets rising on the horizon
Red eyes hiding in your skull
Fear
Two liters of that oh wee
Codien
Got niggas moving slowly
Oh sheet
Shawty starting calling
On me
Oh s
Niggas wanna know ho I got that shit
how I pop my
Fuck is you checking
We come through teching
Uh
Love in these streets is a myth
I seen it all writing this lighting my spliff
High as bitch can’t get
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