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Sleepless
Hip-Hop/Rap
Sleepless was released on August 5, 2021 by DWS Records as a part of the album 4 For D4 - EP
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Release DateAugust 5, 2021
LabelDWS Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Arion Timmons
Christopher Arion Timmons
Songwriter

Lyrics

Boy don't snooze
Snooze and you gone lose
Know to many **** Cappin then they made the news
And they don't fuck with jazz but best believe they caught the blues
Aye a Opp gone be opp
Just cause they got too much to prove
Boy don't snooze
Snooze and you gone lose
Know to many **** Cappin then they made the news
And they don't fuck with jazz but best believe they caught the blues
Aye a Opp gone be opp
Just cause they got too much to prove
You want some smoke hit my line bitch I got it
I'll be posted in the cut cuz I'm totin on that ratchet
Try and run off on the plug and you gettin the whole package
Timmo hoppin out that foreign fresh asf but he packing
**** ain't new to this
Ballin out we be flee as shit
If I catch a opp it's a man down
Give em long clips no movie bitch
We ain't never lackin bitch we tote those
For any **** tryna get exposed
Got a 45 wit a long nose
Bust that bitch once watch em hit the floor
Just cop some new shit
Fuck my old my bitch
I need a new bitch
Smokin onnat skunk shit
Ion gotta ask she just eat the dick
Glock 17 on my hip if I catch his ass it's a empty clip
1200 **** in the gardens if you act up they a getchu hip
Boy don't snooze
Snooze and you gone lose
Know to many **** Cappin then they made the news
And they don't fuck with jazz but best believe they caught the blues
Aye a Opp gone be opp
Just cause they got too much to prove
Boy don't snooze
Snooze and you gone lose
Know to many **** Cappin then they made the news
And they don't fuck with jazz but best believe they caught the blues
Aye a Opp gone be opp
Just cause they got too much to prove
I was destine for greatnesses
Won't talk to them people won't write out no statements
I can't do no arrangements
Nother shot man down 4 name not to play with
Now he all on the pavement
I'm beast in this shit I came from the basement
All that woofing is basic
Boy say he gone kill but ain't never spray shit
Make me link with the Haitians
I'm the don da da my hands re arrange it
Tie em you gone lace em boy put yo hands up
not the **** to play with
And
I'm in my bag for ever just hope you don't get in my way
Aye
I keep my stash wherever you touch it
You bound to take two to the face
And
Lil **** I'm known to skip states
I see dead people I'm counting this cake
If you
Say that that's yo mans share That lil **** could eat off yo plate
Aye
5 hour in
Aye 5 hours out
I could show you bout this life you ain't ready for the route
Had the tool in my bag I'll up without a doubt
I can't do too much talking come see what I'm bout
Boy don't snooze
Snooze and you gone lose
Know to many **** Cappin then they made the news
And they don't fuck with jazz but best believe they caught the blues
Aye a Opp gone be opp
Just cause they got too much to prove
Boy don't snooze
Snooze and you gone lose
Know to many **** Cappin then they made the news
And they don't fuck with jazz but best believe they caught the blues
Aye a Opp gone be opp
Just cause they got too much to prove
Written by: Christopher Arion Timmons
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