Slept On
BIG AP
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They're all tired So they sleep on me I'm spitting fire But no one wants to see me succeed They're all tired So they sleep on me I'll stay slept on But I'll still run it up for my team Run up the numbers Man play my track man bump it AC/DC man get cheeky Get struck like thunder I'm coming up from way down under I'm putting in work Lad I ain't no bludger From the NZ to that AU You say I owe you, but I ain't gone pay you I'm debt free Been set free from From my shackles that My mental been keeping me Lowkey and discreet Move with the team Just popped 6 now I'm heavily beamed Yea they all talk shit But they ain't what they Seem I just do my thing Blacked out whites Ain't no laxed out nights Either on the rark or I'm on my grind Whatever it is I'm still out of my mind Yea aye Aye Aye Aye I don't want no more distractions I wanna see my mans in mansions I run the empire call me Cranston Come round corners losing traction But when I'm on that straight Never lose my way Come collect my pay In the booth Like I'm dr Dre I'm spinning records hot like chilli peppers Take a bite of this, you gone feel the pressure I'm not feeling great like I'm under the weather But if they ever ask I say I'm never better Put my pain in this cup and then hit the bender Mr sender sender One day it's my name that they gonna remember All real shit cuz I ain't no pretender They're all tired So they sleep on me I'm spitting fire But no one wants to see me succeed They all tired So they sleep on me I'll stay slept on But I'll still run it up for my team Wake up wake up Your to late bruh For the team I take one I was next to the pro and he said aim up My time is now and I ain't gonna wait up I want it now I don't want it later I want stacks of gold and stacks of paper I hang around real ones Ain't no fakes one They all left And they all can stay cunt While I go hop on that flight And it's Back to the 09 See my brother that I known since like 05 Yea that's Bailey Mr pick up the bitches daily Remember them days when we was just playing But now we grown up I don't like what they're saying Like what are ya saying to me 9-5 and that's that Just scrape on by and pay tax Aint got time to make tracks But I gotta make time cause f*ck that I got bigger dreams To be on bigger screens BIG AP I'm a fiend for the nicotine And the sticky weed you can't match this energy I got flows on flows like a garden hose and I'm going full blow I ain't trickiling Yea you know that I'm winning g They're all tired So they sleep on me I'm spitting fire But no one wants to see me succeed They all tired So they sleep on me I'll stay slept on But I'll still run it up for my team
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