[Intro: Rico Love]
Bet you ain't know, you ain't know
When you dozed off, I was gettin' money
Yeah, I was gettin' money n***a
f** sleep, so f** sleep
f** sleep, gettin' it
(Turn the lights on)
[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
Uh, eyes wide open
We've been up all night, I ain't even notice, f** sleep
You know the money is the motive
To the morning, I be hungry every moment, man a n***a gotta eat
Cookin' up, no pyrex, if's IMAX my weight up
You could check my biceps
I'm puttin' for on my team, holdin' me down like Maurice
I ain't in no hurry, to ain't got no worries
So, ain't no rest for me now
Look around and I got mo' bills than Destiny's Child
Everywhere that I go, you should know the motto
"My time is my money" and I always need mo'
[Hook: Kid Ink & Rico Love]
So f** sleep
Cause I got a lot of bills, and nobody gon' pay 'em, but me
I keep my mind on my money, n***a I don't love these hoes
f** sleep !
Uhh, you could chill, when I stack these bills
Why you think these b**hes love me?
f** sleep
Bet you ain't know, you ain't know
When you dozed off, I was gettin' money
So f** sleep, f** sleep
(Turn the lights on)
[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
I got her legs wide open
Late night, undercover freaks so you know it's no sheets
Then it's back to the work, f** first and then the fifthteenth
I'm tryna get pay day erry'week
And it's tha only way to be, work hard, cause I need soft leather on the seat
See the money all the top, and the only thing I breathe
Is that California Kush, God blessed me like a sneeze
I gotta keep it real, but I'm livin' in a dream
If you made it from the bottom, then you just know what I mean
Everything on the other side ain't always what it seems
But I heard that there's some green, so I gotta go and see
[Hook: Kid Ink & Rico Love]
[Verse 3: Rico Love]
In the matter of the week, I make two hunnits G's
Fake n***as takin' breaks, real n***as gotta eat
I told my n***a, Jah, when you get back on the streets
I'mma drop a bag on 'em, put a Maybach on his feet
Make millions off of beats and the melodies are sweet
I keep my shades on cause I ain't slumbered in weeks
I'm dippin' down a freak, I'm bustin' off like: "Blocka, blocka!"
And sleep, I don't need nada, champagne is my Viagra
[Hook: Kid Ink & Rico Love]