(B**ch you ain't know you ain't know)

(When you throw stuff I was getting money)

(So f**k sleep )

F**k sleep

F**k Sleep (Feat Rico Love) - Kid Ink

Eyes wide open

We've been up all night I ain't even notice

F**k sleep

You know the money is the motive till the morning

I be hungry every moment man a ni**a gotta eat

Cooking up no Pyrex it's IMAX

My weight up you could check my biceps

I'm putting on for my team holding me down like Maurice

I ain't in no hurry till 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

So f**k sleep

Cause I've got a lot of bills

And nobody going pay them but me

(I keep my mind on my money ni**a I don't love these hoes)

F**k sleep

You could chill while I stack these bills

Why you think these b**ches love me

F**k sleep

(B**ch you ain't know you ain't know)

(When you throw stuff I was getting money)

(So f**k sleep )

F**k sleep

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**k 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

So f**k sleep

Cause I've got a lot of bills

And nobody going pay them but me

(I keep my mind on my money ni**a I don't love these hoes)

F**k sleep

You could chill while I stack these bills

Why you think these b**ches love me

F**k sleep

(B**ch you ain't know you ain't know)

(When you throw stuff I was getting money)

(So f**k sleep )

F**k sleep

In a matter of a week I made 200 Gs

F**k niggas takin' breaks real niggas gotta eat

I told my ni**a 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 dicking down a freak

I'm bustin' off like Blocka Blocka

And sleep I don't need nada champagne is my Viagra

So f**k sleep

Cause I've got a lot of bills

And nobody going pay them but me

(I keep my mind on my money ni**a I don't love these hoes)

F**k sleep

You could chill while I stack these bills

Why you think these b**ches love me

F**k sleep

(B**ch you ain't know you ain't know)

(When you throw stuff I was getting money)

(So f**k sleep )

F**k sleep

(Miao)