SLEEPER AGENT

By Jake Hole

Released on November 7, 2025

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[Intro]

J-J-J-J


[Verse 1]

I'm in a good mood

And I think it's 'bout time

I unwind and sit back and observe

Reflect on decisions and business

And simply flex on the losers I curved

I'm never concerned

With what I deserve

'Cause nothing is mine 'til it's earned

Some people be taking it serious

They see me

I know that their feelings be hurt

I know all the hatred, it burns

It kills

Does everything but pay your bills

You fit the bill

Roleplaying like you not civilian

Bank all zip and zilch

Sitting still

All pretty and petty in person

'Cause cuzzy not 'bout it, for real

Makes me ill

'Cause you wouldn't die for your family

You'd rather just die on this hill

But let me go easy, you're easy

I need me a challenge

'Cause it getting boring

I get this bread and I flip it

If I need a payment

I cannot afford it

My brain is disordered

The vision in order

The talent is hoarded

The clothes are assorted

My bros in accordance

The check isn't shorted

The market is cornered

The whip is imported

The warzone is mortared, I murdered it

Blew it up

And then I turned into something

That's worth time

I don't know nothing 'bout sports

Just wanna look gorgeous

While I'm sitting courtside

Tell paparazzi, "Get my good side"

I know the celebs hate the fame

But I'd be asking the interviewers

For more time

Turnt, getting hype before we go live

Like


[Chorus]

This a feeling that I take and run with

This a feeling

That the others prolly run from, huh?

Got love for the game

And love for a paycheck

I set it aflame

Watch how everything get

Then I bask in my greatness, ay


[Verse 2]

I've always had this in my system

I'd rather be funny for fun, because

If I took off the mask for a moment

I swear that your mother'd be begging for sons

Or daughters, I turned down the offer

I'm flattered

I'm dodging the love and the lust

I'm more into funds and trusts

In hundreds and tons

And victory runs, victory laps

I swear it's not luck when I do it

Looks like it fell inside my lap

So many sleeping on me

But a flow any colder

Could treat a coma like a nap

Disturbing the peace not advised

In the business

In public, my enemies still getting dapped

But behind the scenes

I'm cooking and ducking

Like Chinese cuisine

To clean off the map

Getting 'em slapped, clipped, mag dump

Reload

Riddled with holes

Like the plot of a show

That never renewed

And now it's sum nobody knows (Woah)

Can't take it for granted

The fans had me planted

Put me on the planet, the globe (Woah)

If you see me in person

It's photos and videos

And autographs getting wrote (Woah)


[Pre-Chorus]

Confidence I'm rocking

At the bottom of the D-list

Love to get a chuckle

When they hating under pretense

Never hate first

But I always love a reason (Ahh)

Mhm, let's see

Your coat, the mink

The faux façade, at least

The watch, the piece

No time, no peace

No ride is yours, you hide the lease

Reside behind defeat

All lies, deceit

I'm clocking things with ease, sheesh


[Chorus]

This a feeling that I take and run with

This a feeling

That the others prolly run from, huh?

Got love for the game

And love for a paycheck

I set it aflame

Watch how everything get

Then I bask in my greatness, ay