No Sleep (Freestyle) ft. JayNimba Lyrics

Yeah

Uh, huh (JSK shit)

Woo

Woo (ah)

Woo

Yeah

Wake up, I get geeked

I don't do no sleep

I'm out do what I want 'cause I get bags in every week

I don't fear the weak

I fear in being broke

Had to get up, chase cheese, get mold, had to change up the flow, that shit getting old

I'm on a roll, was never on the honor roll

Shows on the road

I jump on stage and slaughter those

A lot of hoes, them type of never-fathered hoes

JSK, we the winning team, make money off singles since I was 15

Yeah I love blues, won't settle for green

Catch you on the other side like it's a Ring

Man fuck all of haters, ain't do it like me

You broke and your ugly, you probably sip green

We seen things, so my bro keep a beam

Spent your rent on jeans

Like I move with Beem, yeah and if they talking down we getting ridy, ridy, ridy

Feel like Ja, it's a parade in my city-ity-ity

On the stage I seen your bitty

She showed me her titties

Rock Balenc' and rep my fitty, them boys so cap like they rock fitteds, yeah

Wake up- wake up in the morning, hit the stu' and then repeat

I be grinding by myself, ain't need no one to manage me

I'd be dead if I'm wrong, ain't no one just can compete, yeah

Push to start the whip, I'm going fast, I'm in the seat

In the block I'm puffing on this fucking gas and this bitch reek

Give a fuck about what a pussy say, I'm on this bitch, I'm on the way

I'm up on this bitch, I'm pouring 4 up in my Minute Maid

Rockstar in the trap, I'm living life so fucking fast

I got 4-5 in my jeans, this shit is tucked so hit the dash

I been money hungry but my money hungry, bitch its fat, huh

I don't give a fuck about that bitch, I'm zooming in a Vette

Drac' on me, drac' gone hit that boy, gone make that boy upset

Give that bitch a pep talk, ain't talking about no fucking check

Walk out, got my Ricks out, ain't no fucking check

Odds are I got my dick out with your fuckin' bitch

Brodie feining pouring wocky ina water bottle

That boy keep acting super gangster, this ain't Grand Theft Auto

And we got hella flows this bih' ain't thought of

And we got hella holes these shits from hollows, yeah

What makes you so evil?

Open your mind

Crawl in your darkest of thoughts

And blossom

What's wrong Balance?