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Sleeper Video (MV)




Performed By: Jollykush
Length: 3:22
Written by: Philip Matthew




Jollykush - Sleeper Lyrics




My third eye open
I got that chosen flow
You know i open doors
Mac on overload
Lookin down the road
Theres still way more to go
They actin like we peaked
We aint een scratch the surface
Bitch we out here in persia
The sand is gold like merica
Bitch i was i born cali
Then i dun moved to atlanta
Thats that new atlantis
I'm speakin that country gramma
Speakin of country gramma
You know where I got that from

Its mista fuccin jolly
Walk up in the party like
Where is the bacardi haaaaa

Don't be so quick to f*ck with me
I think I'm Mike Dean i engineered the beat
Shit is sweet
Tread carefully
I am the street

The industry lookin at me like
Who dat?
Skip a beat
Risk defeat
Check the piece
Shit can reach
Stainless hit the target
Dearly now departed

Im tryin to get this venue
Show you what i been thru
They askin me who sent you
It was god dont ask why
Im alive
You a lie
This shit ride
Let it rock
I'ma slide on you ops
Unless ya operation is the kind that spreadin love
I dont got no patience for thee escalator racists
Movin in the wrong direction
How god finna bless ya

I been like up
Do you know what - what
I think i am lit - Lit
I think im it - clownin
I aint phased - faded
All this hate
Gettin erased
I love my race
I'm outta space
Gettin that paper
I go legend
You a lemon
Really sour
We got ours
And my people smilin at ya
I'm so far away
Somethin like a parsec
Truly im an artist
Maintaining my garden
Tarot is the card deck
Chaos in the order
I grip the grain
I stay my lane
I know the game

I really been around what they watchin
They ain't really out hea, they just in the comments
You aina a threat
Make yo bed you aint next
You aint take no risk
You is just a blip
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My third eye open
I got that chosen flow
You know i open doors
Mac on overload
Lookin down the road
Theres still way more to go
They actin like we peaked
We aint een scratch the surface
Bitch we out here in persia
The sand is gold like merica
Bitch i was i born cali
Then i dun moved to atlanta
Thats that new atlantis
I'm speakin that country gramma
Speakin of country gramma
You know where I got that from

Its mista fuccin jolly
Walk up in the party like
Where is the bacardi haaaaa

Don't be so quick to f*ck with me
I think I'm Mike Dean i engineered the beat
Shit is sweet
Tread carefully
I am the street

The industry lookin at me like
Who dat?
Skip a beat
Risk defeat
Check the piece
Shit can reach
Stainless hit the target
Dearly now departed

Im tryin to get this venue
Show you what i been thru
They askin me who sent you
It was god dont ask why
Im alive
You a lie
This shit ride
Let it rock
I'ma slide on you ops
Unless ya operation is the kind that spreadin love
I dont got no patience for thee escalator racists
Movin in the wrong direction
How god finna bless ya

I been like up
Do you know what - what
I think i am lit - Lit
I think im it - clownin
I aint phased - faded
All this hate
Gettin erased
I love my race
I'm outta space
Gettin that paper
I go legend
You a lemon
Really sour
We got ours
And my people smilin at ya
I'm so far away
Somethin like a parsec
Truly im an artist
Maintaining my garden
Tarot is the card deck
Chaos in the order
I grip the grain
I stay my lane
I know the game

I really been around what they watchin
They ain't really out hea, they just in the comments
You aina a threat
Make yo bed you aint next
You aint take no risk
You is just a blip
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Writer: Philip Matthew
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