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no sleep zone - luh tyler & kid vanta lyrics

intro: kid vanta (0:00 – 0:15)
(phone rings, gun c*ck sound, deep 808 hum)
“ayy, we up late, n*gga — no sleep, no safety, f*ck peace.”
“paranoia in my lungs, money on my mind, and a glock by the sheets.”

chorus: luh tyler & kid vanta (0:16 – 0:40)
no sleep zone, we don’t nap, b*tch, we trap
got the stick by the fridge and the scale by the strap (b*tch)
catch me in the h*llcat doin’ laps, f*ck rap (skrrt!)
i ain’t trustin’ sh*t if it move too fast (nah)
eyes wide open, demons on my shoulder (on god)
whole clique hot like we ridin’ with a toaster (grrah)
f*ck the opps, every threat get closer (boom!)
say the wrong word, get your face on a poster

verse 1: luh tyler (0:41 – 1:10)
yeah, i’m sleep*deprived with a heater tucked (tucked!)
i been paranoid, my own shadow got me f*cked (f*cked!)
lil’ b*tch bad but her heart got rust (hoe)
she set up one n*gga, he gone — turned to dust (p*ssy!)
i move like the mayor, b*tch, i run this block (i run it!)
got my young boy posted with a drum and a glock (bang!)
money keep stackin’ like i’m workin’ three shifts (for real)
tell kid vanta, “spin again” — he love that drill sh*t (grrah, grrah!)

chorus: luh tyler & kid vanta (1:11 – 1:35)
no sleep zone, we don’t nap, b*tch, we trap
got the stick by the fridge and the scale by the strap
catch me in the h*llcat doin’ laps, f*ck rap (skrrt!)
i ain’t trustin’ sh*t if it move too fast (nah)
eyes wide open, demons on my shoulder (on god)
whole clique hot like we ridin’ with a toaster (grrah)
f*ck the opps, every threat get closer (boom!)
say the wrong word, get your face on a poster
verse 2: kid vanta (1:36 – 2:10)
i don’t sleep ’cause the reaper out lurkin’ (f*ck that)
i be up with the mac, b*tch, i’m workin’ (yeah!)
bro said chill, but i still keep it dirty (nah)
put a scope on the pole, so my vision ain’t blurry (b*tch!)
dead n*ggas in the blunt, sh*t hit like a missile (blrrt)
he sneak dissin’? then we solve it with a pistol (boom!)
don’t play crazy, we aim at temples (bop!)
one wrong word, now he leakin’ like a stencil
got a glock in the whip and a switch in the rental (vrrm)
i ain’t stressin’ no ho, i just f*ck and forget ’em (on bro)

chorus: luh tyler & kid vanta (2:11 – 2:35)
no sleep zone, we don’t nap, b*tch, we trap
got the stick by the fridge and the scale by the strap
catch me in the h*llcat doin’ laps, f*ck rap (skrrt!)
i ain’t trustin’ sh*t if it move too fast (nah)
eyes wide open, demons on my shoulder (shoulder!)
whole clique hot like we ridin’ with a toaster (grrah!)
f*ck the opps, every threat get closer (b*tch)
say the wrong word, get your face on a poster

outro: (2:36 – 2:58)
(low*pitched voice filter)
“sleepin’ in this life get you boxed in, zip*locked, chalked out, all that.”
(beat fades out to heartbeat & gun cl!ck)

- luh tyler kid vanta lyrics

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