Lyrics No Sleep - Lyte

No Sleep

That shit’s for the weak
Grind everyday 'cause bitch I gotta eat
No sleep!
(No sleep)
I don’t wanna hear a peep
If it any about the money, honey, you don’t need to speak
No sleep!
(No sleep)
If you want a wicked meet
If you feelin' fuckin' under then go and take a leap
No sleep!
(No sleep)
'Til we buried six feet
And we boutta, boutta, boutta when we out in the street
We could meet on the asphalt
Hardened concrete
I’mma smash your industry when I’m on beat
Tryna trash talk me
When this shit on fleek
Like bath salts on my feet
And you don’t want beef on the butcher
Bring it to your door like Fed-Ex
And you better take a seat or I’ll put ya
Down 'cause you know that Ed’s next
Its true that I got a clear view
You ain’t talkin' money, motherfucker, I don’t hear you
Nor do I care to
Where through
Fly like a (?)
(Go play, ole!)
The bullshit, I steer through