No Sleep Lyrics

Its been 3 months and six days

Since the last time I crashed the wraith

Had to speed things up and cop the rari

We in and outta states

Double c Chanel I think I'm done rocking

Christian Dior

Had to full-court press these niggas had to

Go triple the score

Wide body kit on a SRT I love the way that

Bitch roar

Side bitch she hit my line saying why I never

See her no more?

PTSD whenever I sleep so I ain't sleeping

No more

Had to leave my bitch and chase my dreams

I'm taking trips to Lahore

Ghost my bitch text her a week later tell

Her my phone died

Back to back, I'm in Maybach's with a mac

And I keep two Glock nines

Free my slimes up out the cage swear to god

I go insane

Thousand-dollar sneakers from Dior I'm

Stepping through the rain

Brodie down for triple homicide I had to

Tell him lay low

Back to back in new locations me and gang

On the way to cayco

Pink, blue, and green my money It look like

I play with play-doh

I told my shooter don't no hits until I give

The say so

Yeah

Bando, Naz, and Tanaa saving hoes man

Where my cape at?

Cartier frames looking fly as fuck don't

Do no Ray Bans

Humble and I'm cocky niggas mad cause

They can't stop me

Had to block this bitch she made a spam

Page just so she could stalk me

Gave my shooter a perc now he turn't

He be my personal zombie

Shooters out West and the East boy you

Know where to find me

Hotel room when we fuck can't let these

Bitches line me

Fuck a record label independent can't let

These niggas sign me

I ain't never sign no dotted line

I make money when I sleep we ain't

Fuckin with no nine to five's

She try call my phone but ain't no service

I'm high up in the sky

When I say it's beef niggas turn bitch I

Call that boy a vegan

When I got my first rap check I went

And blew that shit on Neiman for the szn

Ballin on you for no reason

Call me Mr. Break a bitch heart

Leave her ass crying, screaming

I'm a child of god but don't get it

Twisted I still hang with demons

Groupie bitches could never have

My kids, I told them to keep on dreaming

Let's get back to the basics

I remember being down bad broke

I was wearing them Asics

Now when I wanna get lit I put

Loui V on my laces

Me, Dez and Bando forever lit

Can't nobody tell or say shit

Hundred thousand dollar SRT

This shit ain't nun modest

Niggas in my city really beefin

Like who the fuck the hottest?

Nigga I'm the hottest ain't no

Debate we ain't gon speak about it

You rap niggas trash ya niggas garbage

I'm running circles round ya

You fuck niggas mad I'm in my bag I'm

Getting cash regardless

I could make three sixty you signed

Your life away just to make three fifty

Hundred thousand dollar deals if it's

Anything less you ain't speaking with me

I been high as fuck off lean and percs

I told my God forgive me

Its been 3 months and six days

Since the last time I crashed the wraith

Had to speed things up and cop the rari

We In and outta states

Double c Chanel I think I'm done rocking

Christian Dior

Had to full-court press these niggas had to

Go triple the score

Wide body kit on a SRT I love the way that

Bitch roar

Side bitch she hit my line saying why I never

See her no more?

PTSD whenever I sleep so I ain't sleeping

No more

Had to leave my bitch and chase my dreams

I'm taking trips to Lahore