Somebody told me sleep was a cousin to death
And following a dollar finds nothing but stress
A marathon grind like I'm running from rest
It's (5 o'clock in the mornin')
Somebody told me sleep was a cousin to death
And following a dollar finds nothing but stress
But I'm going hard 'till there's nothing left under my chest
The streets empty 'round 5 o'clock
Driving by the cops
Low key microscopic 'till the eyes that watch
Everything a hustle when you tryin' come buy some guap
I'mma keep grindin' 'till I'm still shining like a diamond watch
Me and boo here bringing you the truth
With all night sessions we just living in the booth
Strong balls like we spitting out 150 proof
Take shots get loose 'till you spitting up yo' food (like ohh)
You see 'dat I'mma need a recap
Grab a weed sack cheap that 'till my feet flat
I got this covered like a pro bowl d-back
Breathe rap been a been known to make the b-clip
Need cash so I'm tryin' to move some trees fast
Tell you where to meet at
Ask you where the cheese at
People 'round the city see the youngin' and respect the grind
Puttin' in th extra time
Guaranteed next to shine
Somebody told me sleep was a cousin to death
And following a dollar finds nothing but stress
A marathon grind like I'm running from rest
It's (5 o'clock in the mornin')
Somebody told me sleep was a cousin to death
And following a dollar finds nothing but stress
But I'm going hard 'till there's nothing left under my chest
Me levanto antes de que salga el sol y empiece mi día
Reza al máximo cómo enrolle mis hays y lo chispa
Y luego mi periódico empieza a rodar
Dinero en bolsas de papel
Martillos con etiquetas láser
Cultivamos hombres
En la esquina hasta la madrugada
La sangre de un hustla consiguiendo minas antes de que yo naciera
Usted se irrumpió por estos apretados barras culo
De ser fácil Mac
Cruzando en lax fumando marihuana sin temporada en
No hay razón para que estos otros raperos nos odien (¿por qué?)
Excepto estas etiquetas anticipando y esperando en nosotros
Ellos consiguen que las radios de la BBS nos toquen
Luego ardemos en el Benz
Y siéntate esto en la
Y de P.A a Texas
Estos negros saben de mí
La hustla internacional no puede conseguir nieve sin mí
O no conseguirás dinero sin mí
Los negros apenas se están acumulando
Pájaro temprano conseguir el gusano
Estoy llamando a la cúpula de la galleta
Somebody told me sleep was a cousin to death
And following a dollar finds nothing but stress
A marathon grind like I'm running from rest
It's (5 o'clock in the mornin')
Somebody told me sleep was a cousin to death
And following a dollar finds nothing but stress
But I'm going hard 'till there's nothing left under my chest