Sleep Walking Pt.2 - Baby Smoove

Sleep Walking Pt.2

Baby Smoove

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Song Introduction

"Sleep Walking Pt.2" is a track by the acclaimed Japanese hip-hop artist Baby Smoove. Released as part of his latest project, the song blends smooth beats with introspective lyrics, showcasing Smoove's distinctive style. The track has garnered attention for its melodic flow and poignant themes, resonating with fans of contemporary hip-hop. Baby Smoove continues to cement his place in the music scene with this compelling release.

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Lyric

Man these niggas be lying

All my lines come from the LB man I swear these nigga be lying

They gon' mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm all the time

Who in the fuck is y'all niggas killing?

Cause y'all niggas keep on dying

Y'all lil niggas ain't got no money y'all went in on a three-five

Who in the fuck do y'all be killing Cause y'all niggas keep on dying

Lil' nigga think he got some drip he ain't never even been to Revive

Jokes upbyou niggas be lying

Headshot had his OG crying

Nigga my Cat so fast every time i hit that gas

That bitch gonna slide

Nigga my cup so dirty with every sip i'm getting high

Nigga i ain't ever had to write no song but you do cause you lying

We at your dome now boy stop lying

We at your door now boy surprise

Smoove gon pass me my jersey it's the new member of the Franchise

Took off the cap and put that bitch back

Cause these young niggas be lying

In Beverly Hills at the ATM, it just spit me out like a five

I am the shit i ain't even dropped a hit

Why am i getting followed by flies

Uh, we pull up and roll down the window with Glizzies

Them niggas looking surprised

Pour up a four that's a lava lamp lil' nigga

You just drop up a line

I'm kicking my feet up smoking your re-up everyday just getting high

We balling like NBA Jam, me, Ju, and Smoove the new NBA Live

Ten new bowls of the Shark i'm sipping on Wock you sipping on Par

SRT my car it go Vroom vroom when it start

We ain't even gotta go far you could just give me head in my car

Yeah, I don't even play them games it's a FN you won't get far

Huh, you know we rep that basketball

Your chain SI, it don't dance at all

You know they don't need no money

They do it off love they'll come and kill all of y'all

I could have like four hundred pints of Wock

And won't sell none at all

Nigga i'm so high walking on my marble i might slip and fall

Two new doctors in Michigan you know we gotta max 'em out

Six pieces in my Louis pouch you know i'm finna cash 'em out

Old ass nigga still broke as hell your age

I got the cash amount

Nigga said he had some beef with us

And died trying to chase some clout

Real prince in my hood like Brian in the O, lil' nigga i'm good

I know your blunts ain't this big

Cough too much when you hit my Wood

No we don't want features cause you capping in your hooks

No I can not teach you how to scam go read a book

No I can not

Yeah, yeah, that boy back

Come say something real quick come say something real quick

That's how we coming, and we gon keep it going like that

Fuck is you talking 'bout that shit is approved twin go on

Fuck is they talking 'bout?

It's on

- It's already the end -