Bobby Shmurda - No Time For Sleep (Freestyle) Lyrics

Ain't got no time for sleep
Waste so much money on mind ain't got no time for me
Shawty call me all the time, and say she tired of me
I know that I pop a lot of, and smoke a lot of weed
And I don't pay her any mind when I be countin' rich
Baby, I'm busy on the road, I need some time to breathe
They had me locked up in the pens, doin' twenty-three
So I be stackin' Mr. Ben 'til he twenty feet
A lot of, a lot of M's in my twenty-three

Bitch, .45 on my waist, I'm with my ven aquí
Bitch, .45 on my waist, don't gotta turn the key
Bitch, .45 on my waist, I'm in my Bentley Jeep
Bitch, turned that fire on them niggas, they was twenty deep
If I put that iron on them niggas, they remember me
If you heard we slidin' on them niggas, then they memories
If I put that iron on them niggas, they remember me
If you heard we slidin' on them niggas, then they memories
Chopper, chopper, brrt, brand new chopper, I'm just tearin' bodies
Pj, got a thirty and extenders in this hand Glock
I'm gettin' get rich as fuck, I'm just tryna keep my man out
Gave my bro a dub, we been coadie since the sandbox
Huh, you say it's love, then why your hands out?
Huh, you say it's love, then why your hands out?
They got they hands out and she always got her pants down
They said I stand out, then she tell me I'm the man now

Yeah, and this bitch always got her pants down, yeah
They tryna get me for my bands now, for my mans now
Tryna get me for queso, for the ten now
Tryna get me for the Lamb' now (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got a chopper with a stain now (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I bought the chopper with a stain now
I ain't playin' 'round, niggas fuck around, we lay it down
I'ma tear it down, from their friends to their grandma (brrt)
I'ma hit him in his head, ha (yeah), I'm go him 'til the TEC stop
Or the vest pop, I'ma hit him in his yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I hit a nigga, now his mans hot, brrt
I hit the nigga 'til the jam hot, brrt
I got the chopper with the stain now, bitch, I ain't playin' 'round
Send the money in advance, this sound like a band, yeah
From the bustin' on my (baow, baow, baow, baow)
When I'm bustin' on my, yeah, ha baow, baow, baow, baow)
Yeah, when I'm bustin' off the chance, I'm so off them yams
I kept the thirty in the gram, bustin' open, no repent
You know my niggas out from jail, right? Yeah
That, that my niggas, they from Jamrock, yeah
I got the kilos in the mans spot, they in the spot hot
Hit the .40, get the block hot, I make you black out
So tell these niggas I'm top shotter, I'm big and badder
I'm in the kitchen with these choppers, I quick to pop, yeah
Nigga play, he gettin' shot up, head top up
And you know my hits are mighter, in the Spider
Niggas play, they gettin' shot up
Brrt, I got a chopper in the chopper
Brrt, I got a chopper in the chopper
You fuck with Bobby, you fuck with me, go get your doctor
Go get your papi, go get your mother and your mama (lil' bitch)
And I'ma go and get my llama
And we gon' do it on the floor seat, fuck what you want, G
We can do it like some doggies right on the concrete
And I'ma show you how a dog be, yeah
Only like me 'cause I'm flossy
She only like me 'cause the office, these niggas bossy
I bought the choppers with the tati, you takin' losses

I'm in the jet havin' orgies
I used to shoot up niggas porches, G
I'm in the jet havin' orgies, fuck what you saw G
I used to shoot up niggas porches, G with torches, G
Now we lit, we havin' orgies
Brrt, tell them hoes don't record me
Brrt, ayy, you know ain't no one hard as me
No one is dawg as me, and can't no bitch gon' take charge of me
No skin as dark as me
And ain't no nigga got no heart like me
I heard the niggas tryna spot the G
Please, bitch, had me come up on the parkin' lot
In the parkin' spot
Hit the nigga right in the parkin' spot right in the parkin' lot
You know these niggas like to talk a lot
Shh, oh, he ain't tell you that he coughed a lot?
Brrt, oh, they ain't tell you that they coughed a lot?
Say, "Fuck you talkin' 'bout?" Say, "Fuck that shit"
Nigga, I'm from Clarkson ave and that, wear them doggies at
Me and him dawgs, we like to bark a lot (brrt)
Yeah, and it just rappin', dawg, yeah
I like my voice, 'cause this just rappin' dawg
Half of this spazzin' dawg
And used to play games, I start spazzin' dawg
Don't fuck with this ratchet though
Don't make me play game and clap it off, bah

I slap any nigga and slap it off, bah
You see his high top watch me slap it off
Heard that you backin' off
Niggas play dead, knockin' ratchet off
And then I just slapped it off
Hit that ratchet off, brrt
Watch me, big Boosie, back him off
Brrt, now watch this ratchet back the pussy off
Watch how I slapped them off
You see his response, we slap him off
Watch me clap it off

First deal nigga (what?)
First talk, first dead nigga
First nigga talk, first catch a round, nigga
From the ounce, nigga
Play with me, it's goin' down, nigga
Lay him down, nigga, from his motherfuckin' squad, nigga
(Fuck all this shit)
Make up your face like you 'bout, nigga
(Fuck all this shit)
Yeah, fuck around and catch a shot, nigga
You know I'm hot, nigga, play with me, that's on the spot
He dropped his shots, bleed, everybody gettin' shots, nigga
Brrt.45 and the Glock, nigga
Brrt, yeah, they know I'm a hot nigga, hit your block, nigga
Keep the .30 in the car, we gon' get you shot, nigga
Fuckin' with me like you 'bout, nigga (quit playin')
They made these pussies talk a lot, nigga
Until I catch him on the spot, nigga
Make a shot, nigga, with the .30 in the Glock, n
Walk his block, nigga, catch him in the parkin' lot, nigga

Good, and I'm gon' get 'til I'm parred, nigga
Uh, they fuck with me, then they gon' get parred, nigga
They get parred, nigga, quick, fast
Get 'em sparked, nigga, put the heart, nigga
Play for keeps, who you are, nigga (what?)
That gang shit 'til the morn', nigga (yeah)
That gang shit 'til the night, nigga
That's your life, nigga
Play with us, we GS9, nigga
Hit you twice, nigga
Hit you three times in your eyes, nigga
Brrt, shootin', shootin', niggas blind, nigga
Brrt, he only got two on his right, nigga, to slide, nigga
We got two up on his side, nigga
Hit his side nigga, soon
Hit him in the ride, nigga
Brrt, right in his head, right in his side, nigga
Brrt, ha ha ha ha

Dread nigga, yeah
They fuck with me, they know I'm Crip nigga
Yeah, they play with me, they know it's lit, nigga
Give a six nigga, right you right in front your bitch, nigga
Grip the click, nigga, drums hanging off the whip, nigga, brrt