SLEEP

[Intro: Ashbeck]

Ayy-yay

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah

[Chorus: Ashbeck]

I'ma run it up, run it like a race (Run it up)

I ain't rushin', na, I do it at my pace

Tryna go and spend a bag and then replace

When I'm flossin', I'ma rub it in your face

Ain't no stoppin' me, I'm feeling like the man

I be tryin', I be doing what I can

Tryna put the fucking world inside my hand

Different mindset, don't think they understand

[Verse 1: Ashbeck]

Lemme sekkle

Got 'em by their necks like I wrestle

Take it to a higher level

Full throttle, I should re-up on the petrol

Yeah

I'm a champ without a medal

Tryna put some VS1s in my kettle

She wear Prada like the devil

She be rockin' 4s, she don't wear stilettos

[Refrain: Ashbeck]

Opening them doors, wavy like the shores

I be gettin' mine, hope you're gettin' yours

Shit be moving fast, sometimes I need to pause

Yeah I got the gwop but I really need some more

I could do you right, I could do you wrong

Yeah I got the drive, you can hear it in my songs

I go for a ride when shit be gettin' long

I be doing me but I don't know what you want

[Verse 2: Joe James]

I don't know what these bruddas want so I'm just doing me

The packs were getting Cs, but couple landed, I was 2 and 3

Now they steady cuttin' tru, shorty gave me suttin' new

Pinks, purps, reds, I don't discriminate [?]

You can't put me in the same boat as these bandwags

Loyal to the soil, fuck these damn sags

My toxic trait is buying my fianceé designer handbags

Balenciaga City bag like, "Here, darling, have this bag"

They thought that they could test me again

I guess it's sad to see, they must be smokin' reggie again

Hmm

I'm suttin' rare, stop and stare

Yeah, takes a lot to scare

Hit him up, they checked his right wrist and there was nuttin' there

Left the kettle on his left wrist 'cos it was fucking there

If you moved this loyal 'bout some money, you would slide me bread

Cougar ting from Brooklyn, she's a mess, she wanna fly me there

Not Ryanair, nature boy

Yeah I got that kind of flair

[Refrain: Ashbeck]

Opening them doors, wavy like the shores

I be gettin' mine, hope you're gettin' yours

Shit be moving fast, sometimes I need to pause

Yeah I got the gwop but I really need some more

I could do you right, I could do you wrong

Yeah I got the drive, you can hear it in my songs

I go for a ride when shit be gettin' long

I be doing me but I don't know what you want

Ayy