Song Length |
5:11 |
Genre |
Rap - Dirty South, Rap - Hip Hop |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Whats tha deal baby, this ya boy recka know what im sayin
Already, I been puttin it down for a minute know what im sayin
but a lot of niggas be like man, who is that right there boy
im a tell u like this...
Who dat nigga what they say, when its my turn to shine
1% of my day be sleep 99 of it i grind
this nigga must hold it down grind when its time to go
everywhere a nigga go im pullin all kind of hoes
i was born to wreck tha show, lord put it in my veins
some thank that i need some help but caint nobody feel me mayne
some say im like water cause i keep on flowin mayne
and it aint gone stop until they yellin out my name(name)
after that i aint quittin i gotta give em one mo
i know what im sposed to do esg he told me so
hittem in tha backdoor what did u expect trick
grab tha microphone and let it go i gotta wreck shit
i cannot hold back for nuthin nigga caint hesitate
i might need a lil help but im still gone hold my own weight
set the fuckin record straight all i need is green cheese
stack it till i caint no mo split it with my family
blow trees with tha real g's represent for that lone star
put all ya faith in me and im a take it real far nigga
Chorus
No sleep, no sleep, im a get on my grind so i gets no sleep
no sleep, no sleep, every day of the week recka gets no sleep
no sleep no sleep. if i work then i eat so for me its no sleep
no sleep no sleep niggas out there on the creep but for me no sleep
all i want is diamond stars let a nigga buy the bar
candy coat big body cars livin like a rock star
sad to say that thus far ya boy aint got nuthin
that wont stop me from pushin cause my heart is still pumpin
verses im still dumpin i aint got nuthin to lose
as long as niggas produce i aint got no excuse
back to back ima pay my dues sheddin sweat and tears
in my heart in my soul embedded nigga have no fear
of any thang any man walkin on 2 feet
i dont give a fuck who u thank u is you caint do me
this here aint no movie what u thank this make believe
if you look a lil closer u just might see what i mean
but since u caint my nigga, let me gone and paint tha picture
first we nee that indo weed i already got tha swisha
give it fire give it heat hold it in and dont breathe
see what im talkin bout nigga everything is obsolete
so while im here im drinkin beer get a bottle of that remi
buy a ride equipped with hemi countin dollars dimes and pennies
benjamins i want plenty c-notes i want bundles
wrap em in some rubber bands i think i see light in tha tunnel nigga
Chorus
Bridge
bring it back bring it back bring it back
let me show them boys recka just dont know how to act
bring it back bring it back bring it back
im a show them boys this TX boy is on tha track
uh, go off no cough sippin lean stayin clean
where im from that dirty south that piece n chain n diamond ring
with the bezel hot like tha devil raise up to my level
dont be sorry hoe know ya roll know what im talkin bout be careful
steppin up woth no pimp cup go hard to make tha cut
slackoff wont backoff go old school like Stackhouse
lean back play it back lean back catch the glitch
rerecord hit the studio dig deep go hard no reck that bitch
give me that give me that one in red one in blue
no 22's for my shoes still them girls keep comin thru
pimpin pens skill still my sin mix it up now what u get
far from that counterfit with a formula to make it rich
stayin cold my goal 20 somethin odd years old
under pressure i cannot fold step up and steal tha show
seizin anything i hold do it 20 times in a row
me gettin a grip of change mean that my grill gone glow
showcasin my skill fa show recka on that ulitmate
G-R-I-N-D makin show yall boyz bumpin this
TX sound from underground all the way to the surface
and before they close the curtain let me indicate my purpose
no sleep!
Chorus