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don't sleep - young tony lyrics

[intro]

boi*1da
yeah
i got a simple question
for all you, so called rappers
flipping keys, pimping hoes on the strip
with range rovers and sh*t
why the f*ck y’all n*ggas can’t afford beats, huh?
where the f*ck’s the money at?
i think you n*ggas are lying to me (man listen)
yo

[verse]

it hurts my heart, i made a song for you weak n*ggas
got toothpaste for you sweet n*ggas
i’m getting rich in the screw face capital
but not off rap
don’t get it f*cked up, or knock off crack
it hurts my heart, while you grown men can’t earn money
be a man, you about to turn 20, go learn dummy
slow n*ggas make slow figures, get a g stack
and blow it on some gold diggers, go figure
ain’t too many n*ggas our age
you can play the hustle game our way
be out all night, all day
getting it the hard way
you sleep too much to think you getting r (?)
nah way (nah way)
it hurts my heart to see him
with no bus fair, walking, thinking “i wouldn’t want to be him”
but should have changed this season, i’ll take charge
to see him broke tears me apart
and it hurts my heart
[pre*chorus]

so i wonder (i wonder)
which n*ggas really seeing numbers (ion know)
f*ck slumber, i’m trying to count a mill, n*gga
on the block until somebody pull me under (in the (?))

[chorus]

get up, don’t sleep, we gotta get it (get money)
get up, don’t sleep, we gotta get it (get money)
get up, don’t sleep, we gotta get it (get money)
get up, don’t sleep, we gotta get it (get money)

[verse 2]

n*gga, yeah
i can show you how to get your cake up right
gotta take naps, gotta stay up naps
cut no slack, go to re*up with a ski and a fee(?)
some n*ggas tell you straight up, (?)
and it hurts my heart
so make sure the coach weighed up right
and add up bling like it’s jacob s(?)
but first things first, give your fiend a coat (yeah)
no joke, only cop it if a n*gga choke
’cause it hurts my heart when n*ggas go to grab
acting shy, like they don’t wanna see the stash
what’s the difference if the other n*gga’s counting cash?
pull his card
he was coming up short from the start
and it hurts my heart to see you take a loss
and it’s hard dealing with a boss (yeah)
but you gotta get your point across
find another source, be smart
or might as well re*up in the dark
it hurts my heart
[pre*chorus]

so i wonder (i wonder)
which n*ggas really seeing numbers (ion know)
f*ck slumber, i’m trying to count a mill, n*gga
on the block until somebody pull me under (in the (?))

[chorus]

- young tony lyrics

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