No Sleep - Clyde Carson

No Sleep

Clyde Carson

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Lyric

Aye, treat me like a king, I desire to be pappin'

Came too far to be living like Samta Rarebre

Gettin' pussy on campus, told me when she see me

"Can't wait to turn cash in carefree"

Effortless, I don't live by Clide, Clide wreck the shit

Really, MJ bout mine, without the extra years

All extra planing will have extra tears

We back to back on the highway

Really on the hunt, dawg

Hit about five states, gone for a month

Blowin' bomb in the SS, got a hair press, holdin up a face

Put her hand: "are we there yet?"

Sun down, high hopes pullin' in the town

No sleep

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I didn't ask for this, you chose up

Before you came around, I been good

You wanna hang around like clothes, huh?

Betta hang yo ass, oh, I should

I need another brake to froze up

Fucked around and stole a Rolex

I came around with both the dozer

She ain't even know I had that

Slick moves, need some tissues

Shittin' on 'em, sittin' on 'em

Rims cuttin' up the block when they bend the corner

Call the corner, American Muscle and got foreigner

So basically, you are...

Can't complain when you moving too slow

Say we treat you so bad like Club Luvone

Under yo eyes is bad, but the dough is up

No sleep

- It's already the end -