100WEEKSNOSLEEP Lyrics

Three different flavors in my wood

I just need a mixture

Nigga ever turned they back

Then you ain't need em' with you

100WEEKSNOSLEEP

Rest in peace my hitta

I'm stressin' hard askin God

Why he come and get you

A real blitzer don't kno how the fuck a nigga hit you

See you on the other side

And tell that nigga Lord I miss him

I'm just venting

Pull up engine growling took the top off it

Still up on that bullshxt we ain't never got off it

In these steeets it's fuck your feelings

Want know how I got heartless

Bro gave me the game

Quick as we copped it we went got off it

Big facts

Started coming quick and it was big racks

Put your hoe up in the mix

See that's just how you get yo bxtch wacked

Shxt get tragic

I'm him they know a nigga been that

Ain't shxt average

Get your lo and we go blitz that

You can't get past it

We get active when it's time to slide

Can't get in this car if you tryna ride

We slidin' they tryna hide

Look in the mirror ask yourself

You really tryna die

Cause I'm tryna dive

Stand over something I'm tryna shine

You know we play in the dark

Don't give a fuck who you are

Cause any nigga can get it

If you ain't ready for war

Don't much get up in that car

Cause we finna go and get busy

I got bros in the can

Got some more in the grave

Oouuuuu

We talkin' tears I shed too many

It's an eye for an eye

I'm like alright then ok

Ooouuuuuuu

I'm so numb that I can't feel it

Is this life even worth living

I don't know lawd

I just stay on go lawd

Want it gotta go hard

Blue hundreds in a Goyard

More wavy than a boat yard

They just make it look so hard

Home field come to your yard

Bro a stretch em' for no charge

Coverage weak they so soft

Tell my gunnas go deep

Caught em' on the island

Nigga slimed em' it was OP

Before it be a tie

Bxtch we go slide won't be no OT

Pocket fat that's obese

She suck me up with no teeth

100WEEKSNOSLEEP

Not my hitta

Lookin at your picture

Thinkin' how you let them niggaz get you

Real up in that can I know he dying

Wishing he was with you

See you on the other side

Tell that nigga Lord I him

I'm just venting

You know we play in the dark

Don't give a fuck who you are

Cause any nigga can get it

If you ain't ready for war

Don't much get up in that car

Cause we finna go and get busy

I got bros in the can

Got some more in the grave

Oouuuuu

We talkin' tears I shed too many

It's an eye for an eye

I'm like alright then ok

Ooouuuuuuu

I'm so numb that I can't feel it

Is this life even worth living

Streets say they want that old me

That blue dickie wiggin' trippin' with that pole me

If I ain't keep it nigga prolly been done stole me

Got 33 up in my glizzy wet your whole tee

You know I hop out wherever and clear the whole street