Kid Ink - f** Sleep lyrics

feat. Rico Love Eyes wide open We've been up all night, I ain't even noticed f** sleep You know the money is the motive 'til the morning I be hungry every moment, man, a n***a gotta eat Cookin' up, no Pyrex, it's IMAX My weight up, you could check my biceps I'm puttin' on for my team, holding me down like Maurice I ain't in no hurry 'til 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 [Hook] So f** sleep sponsored links Cause I've got a lot of bills And nobody gon' pay 'em but me keep my mind on my money, n***a, I don't love these hoes f** sleep You could chill while I stack these bills Why you think these b**hes love me? f** sleep b**h you ain't know, you ain't know When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money So f** sleep f** 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** 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 [Hook] So f** sleep Cause I've got a lot of bills And nobody gon' pay 'em but me keep my mind on my money, n***a, I don't love these hoes f** sleep You could chill while I stack these bills Why you think these b**hes love me? f** sleep b**h you ain't know, you ain't know When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money So f** sleep f** sleep In a matter of a week, I made 200 Gs f** n***as takin' breaks, real n***as gotta eat I told my n***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 dickin' down a freak I'm bustin' off like 'Blocka! Blocka! And sleep, I don't need nada, champagne is my Viagra [Hook] So f** sleep Cause I've got a lot of bills And nobody gon' pay 'em but me keep my mind on my money, n***a, I don't love these hoes f** sleep You could chill while I stack these bills Why you think these b**hes love me? f** sleep b**h you ain't know, you ain't know When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money So f** sleep f** sleep