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No Time For Sleep(Freestyle) (Edit|Explicit) - Bobby Shmurda
Lyrics by:Ackquille Pollard
Composed by:Ackquille Pollard/Allan Lopez/Franco Ponceano/Samy Tiger Kartas
Ain't got no time for sleep
With so much money on mind
Ain't got no time for me
Shawty call me all the time
And say she tired of me
I know that I pop a lot
And smoke a lot of w**d
And I don't pay her any mind
When I be countin' breesh
Baby I'm busy on the road
I need some time to breathe
They had me locked up in the pens doin' 23
So I be stackin' Mr Ben 'til he 20 feet
A lot of a lot of Ms in my 23's
B***h 45 on my waist I'm with my ven aquí
B***h 45 on my waist don't gotta turn the key
B***h 45 on my waist I'm in my Bentley Jeep
B***h finna fire on them n***as they was 23
If I put that iron on them n***as they remember me
If you heard we slidin' on them n***as then they memories
If I put that iron on them n***as they remember me
If you heard we slidin' on them n***as
Then they memories brrr brrr
Chopper chopper brrr brand new choppe
I'm just tearing bodies
PJ got a 30 and extenders in this hand Glock
I'm gettin' get rich as f**k
I'm just tryna keep my man out
Gave my bro a dub we been coadie since the sandbox
Huh you say it's love then why your hands up
Huh so you say it's love then why your hands up
They got they hands up
'Cause she always got her pants down
Then they said I stand out then
She tell me I'm the man now
Yeah and this b***h always got her pants down yeah
They tryna get me for my Benz now for my mans now
Tryna get me for my queso fill the tan up
Tryna get me for the Lamb' now yeah yeah yeah
I got a chopper with a stand now
Yeah yeah yeah
I bought the chopper with a stand now
I ain't playin' 'round n***as f**k around
And we lay it down
I'ma tear it down from this fishes
And to their grandma brr
I'ma hit him in his head hah brr
I'm gon' him' 'til this TEC stop
Or the vest spot I'ma hit him in his
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I hit a n***a now his mans hot brr
I hit the n***a 'til it jam hot brr br
I got the chopper with the stand now b***h
I ain't playin' 'round
Send the money in advance it sound like a band yah
When I'm bustin' on my baow baow baow
When I'm bustin' on my yeah ha yeah baow baow baow
When I'm bustin' off the chance
I'm so off them yams
I done kept the 30 in the gram bustin' no repent
But you know my n***as are from jail right yeah
That there my n***as they from
Jail right yeah
I get the kilos in the mans
Spot they in the spot hot
Hit the 40 get the block hot
I make you blackout
So tell these n***as I'm top shotta
I'm big and badder
I'm in the kitchen with these choppers
I quick to pop ya
A n***a play he gettin' shot up head top off
And you know my hits are mighter in the Spider
N***as play they gettin' shot up
Brrr I got a chopper in the chopper
B***h brrr I got a chopper in the chopper
If you f**k with Bobby you f**k with me
Go get your doctor
Go get your papa go get your mother
And your mama lil' b***h