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Sleepy Hallow

Winners Freestyle (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

 

Winners Freestyle (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

(album: Still Sleep? - 2021)


Niggas dating bitches' bodies, bitches dating niggas pockets
I ain't Harden, can't leave my rocket, uh
Broke-down doors, them niggas still gon' knock it
Lame niggas gon' fall off, them real niggas gon' pop shit

Winners, how they gon' treat us like beginners?
Know I put my all inside this shit when niggas didn't, uh
Cooking up, my foot inside this shit, that's how I kick it
And looking back, they sold me all them dreams, like how I listen?

Hard to tell them youngins stay in school when I didn't, uh
Educate yourself, go get some money, make a living
And I ain't get it, huh
But I get it now
Never used to do, huh
But shit, I do it now

Back then woulda shot him up, I'll still shoot 'em down
Trap hard 'til you got enough
Tell 'em goofys move around
'Cause they ain't wanna listen 'til the chain started glistening
And I can't talk to God, the devil always in my business

Fatigued like fuck the law, the cops will never catch me slipping
Shit, now I'm 21, a couple cases on my back
Still ride around with straps, my kicks is laced, my hat to back
How dare you niggas cap, like we ain't put shit on the map

"We gon' make it,"
That's what I told myself
When ain't nobody hold me down, I had to hold myself
Ain't nobody holding you back, it's you versus yourself
Perkys is bad for your health, they popping it 'cause it helps

They say they don't trust 'cause people switch like reversible belts
I can't even blame 'em, that's a fact, I done seen it myself
But if it's beef, keep it in the street
You know cops be watching Instagram and all them tweets

Them youngins quick to creep, I ain't talking TLC
Every day like a feast, I'm yelling, "Bon appetite"
Ain't get the ball like Jordan, I'm on the mike in these sneaks
'Member I couldn't afford 'em, now I cop 'em every week

Ain't talking money then it's foreign, don't understand what you speak
Don't believe in what you hear, believe in half of what you see
Work hard, 'cause all that shit you want won't ever come for free
They aks me how I know, I said, "That shit happened to me."
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