Don't sleep on me
Told you n***as don't sleep on me
Don't sleep on me
Told you b**hes don't sleep on me
Don't sleep on me
Told you n***as don't sleep on me
All the golden chains and the rings that you see 'pon me
Make you regret you ever sleep on me!
[Verse 1]
Don't sleep on the boy
From cla**rooms to TV, you see I'm the boy
Don't you sleep on the boy
Was ignored but now they wanna speak with the boy
GODDAMN
Don't sleep on the boy
LeftSide be the squad, rolling deep for the boy
You want it, I got it, they move that work pronto
They come back no problem, stack G's for the boy
GODDAMN (x4)
From Na**au to Toronto
Open mics to concerts
Just a way of saying life is sweet for the boy
GODDAMN (x4)
You don't want no problems, you won't see tomorrow
Squad put you in coffins, 6 feet for that boy
We'll lay his a** down and throw wreaths on that boy
Don't think you can hide, we will seek and destroy
Your mother, your father, your sister, your brother, your aunties and uncles will weep for that boy!
Word to G-Flex, he makes beats for the boy
I've blown up so much, you can't meet with the boy
I've stacked up my profits, take flights when I want to
I'm flexing, I'm balling, KD on the court
Don't sleep on me
Told you n***as don't sleep on me
All the golden chains and the rings that you see 'pon me
Make you regret you ever sleep on me!
Take it back up to the days when they said that I ain't gon be
A f**ing star, how they hate on me
Never gave up on the dream, I just kept on doing me
That'll teach you not to sleep on me!
[Chorus]
GODDAMN(x4)
From nothing to something
I keep the streets bumping
Squad going 100 all week for the boy
GODDAMN (x4)
I grinded, I hustled
And now they all see I'm the boy
Don't you sleep on the boy!
AYE!
[Verse 2]
Don't sleep on me
Told you n***as don't sleep on me
If rap was a game, Ron T will be the MVP
I'm as real as the real can be
Funny how up in the past ain't nobody had believed in me
Now they pull up so conveniently
Real recognize real and you looking unfamiliar, G
Money truly rules everyone and everything
Now when a n***a pull up at a party
Everybody, starts showing love only for the money
Liquor got a n***a switching topics
Watch your comments
Hit-hit- hit- hit 'em with the comet
Now they saying Ron's a shooting star
f** who you be, we be shooting stars
b**h I- b**h I go retarded, dropping goofy bars
Catch a body on the beat and then I beat the charge
Damn, popo always tryna haunt me
Never caught me
Wh- why?
'Cuz the weed under the car seat
Got your girl coming every morning
When she's horny
Give her- give her good dick when she want it
Now I'm ba- ba- balling like a b**h
Shooting every shot, A. Wiggins with the wrist
Who ya- Who ya know from Bahamas do it big like this?
Whole squad going up 'cuz the boy too legit
GODDAMN!
She a freak for the boy
Homegirl got a man but she creep for the boy
She tell all her friends she get D from the boy
So you know what that means, she a freak for the boy
GODDAMN
She a freak for the boy
She get everything she needs from the boy
Her hair and her makeup on fleek for the boy
So you know what that means, PUSSY SWEET FOR THE BOY
[Chorus]