Never Sleep

I never get sleep
I'm always up on my feet
While I'm out here just putting in work
You wanna get like me
But I made it here first
This is first come first serve
I get on the beat
I treat it like enemy
Imma put this thing up in a hearse
Got dust on my jeans
It don't mean nothing to me
I'm getting what I deserve (Yeah!)

Before you try and get in my biz better own one
Before you try and flex yeah you better just grow
Lotta work behind the scenes I'm not showing
So when I pop out bitch you know imma glow
I remember hard times
Skies were so gray
Remember hard times all I did was just pray
Wake up get paid and repeat everyday
You know the drill shout out to the UK (Yeah!)
Like where do we stand?
Cause you do not know me (Where do we stand?)
Like what is at hand?
You know that you owe me (What is at hand?)
Ain't got no friends
Ain't got no homies
I only got fam
I feel like they don't know me
Look where we began
Look where we going

I never get sleep
I'm always up on my feet
While I'm out here just putting in work
You wanna get like me
But I made it here first
This is first come first serve
I get on the beat
I treat it like enemy
Imma put this thing up in a hearse
Got dust on my jeans
It don't mean nothing to me
I'm getting what I deserve (Yeah!)

Step out the crib
I'm settling biz
They fall like dominoes
Deadline missed
You off and on so that's why you miss
Start then stop so I had to dismiss
I'm getting that cheese like Geronimo
I'm making bread with a twist
I just wan explore like vamanos
Shawty come hop in the whip
Like how we gon go bout it?
You look for cred but got nothing to show bout it
I'm dodging fakes in slow motion like Neo
All the hate don't bounce off me it just go round me
I'm off henny my head merry go rounding
No more JCPenny, Fam not short of fetty
I'm a boss yeah I'm keeping them around me
Congrats I get many all I see's confetti
Grind cause I ain't have a choice
Now I'm making bread from the sound of my voice
Always go 10/10
(I always go 10/10)
Grind cause I ain't have a choice
Now I'm making bread from the sound of my voice
Always go 10/10
You know imma star like the top of a royce

I never get sleep
I'm always up on my feet
While I'm out here just putting in work
You wanna get like me
But I made it here first
This is first come first serve
I get on the beat
I treat it like enemy
Imma put this thing up in a hearse
Got dust on my jeans
It don't mean nothing to me
I'm getting what I deserve (Yeah!)



Credits
Writer(s): Theodore Ammerman
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