"f*** Sleep"
(feat. Rico Love)
[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
Eyes wide open...
We've been up all night, I ain't even notice
f*** sleep...
You know the money is the motive 'til the morning
I be hungry every moment, man, a n**** gotta eat
Cookin' up, no Pyrex, it's IMAX
My weight up, you could check my biceps
I'm puttin' on for my team, holding me down like Maurice
I ain't in no hurry 'til we ain't got no worries, so...
Ain't no rest for me now
Look around, and I've got more bills than dad, Stunny's child
Everywhere that I go, you should know the motto
My time is my money and I always need more, so
[Hook]
So f*** sleep...
'Cause I've got a lot of bills
And nobody gon' pay 'em but me
(I keep my mind on my money, n****, I don't love these hoes)
f*** sleep...
You could chill while I stack these bills
Why you think these b****** love me?
f*** sleep...
(b**** you ain't know, you ain't know)
(When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)
(So f*** sleep...)
f*** sleep...
[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
Yep - I've got her legs wide open
Late night, undercover freak, so you know it's no sheets
Then it's back to the work
f*** 1st and the 15th, I'm tryna get paid
Every week - and that's the only way to be
Work hard 'cause I need soft leather on the seats
See the money's all the talk, and the only thing I breathe
Is that California kush, God blessed me like a sneeze
I've gotta keep it real, but I'm living in a dream
If you made it from the bottom
Then you know just what I mean
Everything on the other side ain't always what it seems
But I heard that it's some green, so I gotta go and see
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Rico Love]
In a matter of a week, I made 200 Gs
f*** n***** takin' breaks - real n***** gotta eat
I told my n**** Jah - when he get back on the streets
I'mma drop a bag on him, but him right back on his feet
Made millions off of beats, and the melody is sweet
Keep my shades on 'cause I ain't slumbered in weeks
I'm d***in' down a freak
I'm bustin' off like "Blocka! Blocka!"
And sleep, I don't need nada - champagne is my v*****
[Hook]
(feat. Rico Love)
[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
Eyes wide open...
We've been up all night, I ain't even notice
f*** sleep...
You know the money is the motive 'til the morning
I be hungry every moment, man, a n**** gotta eat
Cookin' up, no Pyrex, it's IMAX
My weight up, you could check my biceps
I'm puttin' on for my team, holding me down like Maurice
I ain't in no hurry 'til we ain't got no worries, so...
Ain't no rest for me now
Look around, and I've got more bills than dad, Stunny's child
Everywhere that I go, you should know the motto
My time is my money and I always need more, so
[Hook]
So f*** sleep...
'Cause I've got a lot of bills
And nobody gon' pay 'em but me
(I keep my mind on my money, n****, I don't love these hoes)
f*** sleep...
You could chill while I stack these bills
Why you think these b****** love me?
f*** sleep...
(b**** you ain't know, you ain't know)
(When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)
(So f*** sleep...)
f*** sleep...
[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
Yep - I've got her legs wide open
Late night, undercover freak, so you know it's no sheets
Then it's back to the work
f*** 1st and the 15th, I'm tryna get paid
Every week - and that's the only way to be
Work hard 'cause I need soft leather on the seats
See the money's all the talk, and the only thing I breathe
Is that California kush, God blessed me like a sneeze
I've gotta keep it real, but I'm living in a dream
If you made it from the bottom
Then you know just what I mean
Everything on the other side ain't always what it seems
But I heard that it's some green, so I gotta go and see
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Rico Love]
In a matter of a week, I made 200 Gs
f*** n***** takin' breaks - real n***** gotta eat
I told my n**** Jah - when he get back on the streets
I'mma drop a bag on him, but him right back on his feet
Made millions off of beats, and the melody is sweet
Keep my shades on 'cause I ain't slumbered in weeks
I'm d***in' down a freak
I'm bustin' off like "Blocka! Blocka!"
And sleep, I don't need nada - champagne is my v*****
[Hook]