No $leep ft. I$$A Lyrics

I just stopped

Wait, I need to

Yeah

Look

Big Timing sippin' the Casamigos

Me and the homies fly as fuck wearin' tuxedos

Business meeting, keep it quiet through the peephole

You ain't gettin' no money if you can't get that shit legal

I wake up early morning, gotta get it for my people

Diamonds hittin' off the lights, shout out to Rio

Run your company, don't let it run you

He tried to run from me, he got nowhere to run to

You start to lose when you start payin' more than what you sell

So my advice is get it gone before you pay your bills

Meditation, cause overthinkin' will make you fail

Mind be racin', these F1s got me thinkin' wrong

Like, do they love me or they usin' me to ride along

Damn, that shit get deep, nigga

I ran these racks up, still gettin' no sleep, nigga

My bitch love me, I'm like, fuck it, finna cheat, nigga

I guess you could call me a dog, though

Fat nigga as a youngin', now I dog hoes

Ugly hoes tap in, I leap frog those

Money on my mind, I'm thinkin' I'ma need all those

Passion take you far when you ain't come from a lot

Remember when them boys tried to run in the spot

Now we pushin' hard, I been hoggin' the rock

Baby right behind me, pushin' me not to stop

Gravy on the biscuits, scrambled up a lil' plot

Business meetin', got my G-lock in the lunchbox

Put it on the table, let em know I'm the boss

Drop a couple bags, make sure the family on top

Remember, it was Roddy, now I'm rich, thanks to God

Hoppin' on the jet, it's time to blast, takin' off

Playin' with my sevens, you get knocked out your socks

Pushin' in a Beamer, I won't dare leave a stock

Nigga, I'm a dreamer, don't you dare say I'm not passion over hope, I'm preaching soap

That's on God

Nigga, we was dirty, I can't leave that part out

Wishin' for a swish and I'ma have to take shots

California, baby, in the winter it's hot

Comin' from the partments, billions, all that I want

Ballin' with the boys, it's the club for the jocks

If you ain't movin' right, then you gettin' left out

And that's on God, nigga, just don't step on my shoes

Push me to the edge and I be steppin' on fools

Pushin' like a sled, I'm so cold with the cruise

Music up, windows down, nothin' to lose

Grab a pack of leafs before we stop at the Stu

I could show you how to go from nothin' to Jew

I could show you how to trade that dusty for new

Is it for the love or are you lustin' for blues

What's up with you niggas, why you hidin' the truth

Cause you ain't like you say you is, I'm talkin' to you

You just want Mercedes Benz, some roof on the coupe

Why can't you help your mama out that situation that you blew