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Surge (Rapper) — No Sleep
Artist: → Surge (Rapper)
Surge (Rapper) — No Sleep — lyrics
(hook)
I ain’t been getting no sleep
I’m tryna eat
Bitch i been hungry for weeks
Fell off the curb on the streets
Chasing that fee
I run that shit up and repeat
Rulers, on rulers, on rulers
Took him to court
Man them police they know he a shooter
Praying for you like a buddah
String out yo brain
And them niggas might take out yo noodle
(verse 1)
Fetti the plug
He ain’t hearing you niggas
Youngin a reaper
He burying niggas
Hood on my back
I’m just carrying niggas
I’m still with my dawgs
But they move like guerrillas
Stuck in the hood
Boy we live in the trap
I was that nigga
Before all the rap
Take that shit off
We ain’t doing the cap
I should pay for her spinе
I just blew out her back
Drilling that
Swear i bе drilling that
I just be murdering beats
Where my killers at
Drinking that drink
I’m a see where my liver at
Big body benz
And you know i be whippin that
I’m rocking white tee my nigga
Ain’t wear no designer
Hungry as fuck
Like i’m looking for diners
You full of shit
They should give you some diapers
I’m flicking shit up
Man i feel like a lighter
(hook)
I ain’t been getting no sleep
I’m tryna eat
Bitch i been hungry for weeks
Fell off the curb on the streets
Chasing that fee
I run that shit up and repeat
Rulers on rulers on rulers
Took him to court
Man them police they know he a shooter
Praying for you like a buddah
String out yo brain
And them niggas might take out yo noodle
(verse 2)
I don’t be playing
With niggas and bitches
They know that it’s up there
When shit going south
They should go throw
You some medals and trophy’s
You still breaking records
In running yo mouth
All of that talking
Excessive
My bitch a stallion
She built like she megan
Been chasing paper
Since i was like seven
Not in the pen
But i’m still independent
I don’t flop
I get guap
Painting pictures
I don’t crop
It’s a bop
When i drop
Surge on fire
Nigga hot
You ain’t this
You ain’t that
Flip a dollar
To a stack
Ain’t no cheese
Ain’t no rats
Ain’t no stabbing
In yo back
(hook)
I ain’t been getting no sleep
I’m tryna eat
Bitch i been hungry for weeks
Fell off the curb on the streets
Chasing that fee
I run that shit up and repeat
Rulers on rulers on rulers
Took him to court
Man them police they know he a shooter
Praying for you like a buddah
String out yo brain
And them niggas might take out yo noodle
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