3:15

Riding round my gas tank on E
Tryna get them rubber bands on me
Staying up late way quarter past three
Real NIGGAS know real NIGGAS don't sleep
I said
Riding round my gas tank on E
Tryna get them rubber bands on me
Staying up late way quarter past three
Real NIGGAS know real NIGGAS don't sleep

What's brackin man I got it cracking on G
That's on God man I got my squad on me
Grinding late my mama calling can't speak
Out for guap hustle never stops on these streets
Duckings opps if we meet
Ducking cops tryna peep
Just to cop all these beats
Had to drop a few gees
Yeah yeah
Spending my last change
Hoping I'm halfway
Even on bad days
Had to get that pay
Still on the fast lane
Taking the last train
KD to ABJ all for the rap game
Tryna get picked like it's draft day
Best like I'm Cass' Clay
Follow the money yeah dat way
Thinking bout past days
Before all the racks came

Four days no sleep
Same clothes for weeks
Mobbin in these streets
Tryna get a bussdown on my wrist yeah
Four days no sleep
Same clothes for weeks
Mobbin in these streets
Tryna get a bussdown on my wrist
Down on my wrist yeah

Riding round my gas tank on E
Tryna get them rubber bands on me
Staying up late way quarter past three
Real NIGGAS know real NIGGAS don't sleep
I said
Riding round my gas tank on E
Tryna get them rubber bands on me
Staying up late way quarter past three
Real NIGGAS know real NIGGAS don't sleep

Look
We never sleep we never sleep
Until the cheddar complete
Do you one better
And make sure the setup is sweet
For all of my brothers to see
To be a go getta is key
Follow the grind to the letter
Till me and my NIGGAS be riding round in leather seats
Rock gucci sweaters man they can not sweat us
With chains that be so big they can't set us free
That's for all the times that I slept on the floor
Everytime we was left in the cold
Ain't nowhere left we could go but the top
And it's best that you know that we got
Got it on lock
Went from have-not
To having knots
Yeah tick tock that go the clock
Right before the buzzer take a shot
Now we like the summer make it hot yeah
'Member when I was cruising round in my green ranger
With big dreams of being major
With my tank on E
Bank account on E
Man that SHIT didn't even faze us
Man dem got focused like laser
Man dem United like Glazers
So we started writing on them pages
Now we just shut down stages
Whoa

Four days no sleep
Same clothes for weeks
Mobbin in these streets
Tryna get a bussdown on my wrist yeah
Four days no sleep
Same clothes for weeks
Mobbin in these streets
Tryna get a bussdown on my wrist
Down on my wrist yeah

Riding round my gas tank on E
Tryna get them rubber bands on me
Staying up late way quarter past three
Real NIGGAS know real NIGGAS don't sleep
I said
Riding round my gas tank on E
Tryna get them rubber bands on me
Staying up late way quarter past three
Real NIGGAS know real NIGGAS don't sleep



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Writer(s): Zachary Kwaga, Shadrach Ishaya, Louis Adeh, Halley Panam, Ezekiel Moses
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