No Sleep (feat. Sanatra) Video (MV)

Ain't no sleep until I'm dead
Until then Imma get this bread
Stackin money's the routine
Grindin 7 days a week
Gettin money, gettin money, gettin money
Gettin money, gettin money, gettin money
Ain't no sleep until we dead
Until then we gone get this bread
Bustin sacks down with my team
Making sure that we all eat
Gettin money, gettin money, gettin money
Gettin money, gettin money, gettin money
Gotta get this bag before a bag gets me
Married to the streets, ain't goin 6 feet deep
Money rules the world and everything in it
If you really want to live, you gonna have to get it
Trappin on the corner in illegal ass car
Property of the state, tryin to beat the odds
Dirty money, blood money, old money, blue money
A bitch tryna spend mine she gone have to go honey
I'm gettin this money any way that I can
Even if it means goin and rob the dope man
I got expensive taste and I got expensive habits
Everything is designer and my crib I'm livin' lavish
7 grams in a blunt, 8 blunts in a day
You can't do the math, that's 2 zips we done blazed
Ain't been to sleep in 4 - 5 days
If you owe me, act like you know me, it's time to get paid
Ain't no sleep until I'm dead
Until then Imma get this bread
Stackin money's the routine
Grindin 7 days a week
Gettin money, gettin money, gettin money
Gettin money, gettin money, gettin money
Ain't no sleep until we dead
Until then we gone get this bread
Bustin sacks down with my team
Making sure that we all eat
Gettin money, gettin money, gettin money
Gettin money, gettin money, gettin money
Ain't gone stop until I reach the top gotta get this paper
Ain't got time for no new friends, we don't do strangers
These niggas be trying they best, but they can't replace us
I'm in the corner, 2 glock ninas and them baby's
And if you lookin like you want it, we gone serve ya
Just make sure that you got your money, ain't no favors
I got the monkeys for the nothin, any flavor
And I got that brillo for them junkies, need a wake up
Strictly business, I swear that this shit ain't personal
I drop a 7, spread the bowl, I bet it's thick enough
I splash some water on that bitch, that bitch be floatin up
Then let the fan cool it off and then I bust it up
Twenties, fifties, nickels, dimes, even hunduns
I was trappin all the time, chasin munyon
Me and Fitzy on the grind, On The Come UP
We just do it, f*ck a vine and a runner up
Ain't no sleep until I'm dead
Until then Imma get this bread
Stackin money's the routine
Grindin 7 days a week
Gettin money, gettin money, gettin money
Gettin money, gettin money, gettin money
Ain't no sleep until we dead
Until then we gone get this bread
Bustin sacks down with my team
Making sure that we all eat
Gettin money, gettin money, gettin money
Gettin money, gettin money, gettin money