Wrecc-A-Nize - Sleep (feat. B.G.P. & JV Rhymes) Lyrics

I can do this in my sleep
I work hard I make it look easy
I had to cut people off
They only call me when they need me
Where were they when I was broke?
Guess they don't love me no more
Let a king take a seat on his thrown
I'm turnt up, I'm lit, and I'm on, look
I'm living my life to the fullest
I'm dodging these bullets
No negative vibes hoe
Let's get on this mission
And stack up some digits
If not, f*ck is u riding for?
You say u gon get it
You know you're not with it
F*ck is u lying for?
I can do this in my sleep yeah
I can do this with a blindfold
I been on fire no putting out
My hood got that good
Never a drought
You all about fame
Then we not the same
I'm all about money
Don't do this for clout
Smoking that loud
Got me up in the clouds
I be on stage
Passing weed to the crowd
Moving on up
Made my plug proud
Went from an Ounce to a pound yeah
Making that money
That's nothing to me
I work hard
I make it look easy
I had to cut people off
They only call me
When they need me
F*ck them I'm good on my own
Give a f*ck if they like me or not
Always ride for the hood
But I had to get out of the block
I can do this in my sleep
I work hard I make it look easy
I had to cut people off
They only call me when they need me
Where were they when I was broke?
Guess they don't love me no more
Let a king take a seat on his thrown
I'm turnt up, I'm lit, and I'm on, look
I can do it in my sleep
I woke up and saw my verse finished
I even created this beat
This fire you cannot extinguished
Am I awake or lucid dreaming
It's hard to distinguish
I might need a minute
Got no time for critics
I'm breaking the limits
Defying the physics
I'm with the mystic
Astral projection
I move with the spirits
I'm having insomnia
I walk with the zombies
We sipping on Dom P
My cable Mogami
My paper don't fold up
It's not Origami
I'm walking up calmly
I'm pulling the mamis
I got the revolver
Lennon McCartney
I don't need an army
I can do this in my sleep
I work hard I make it look easy
I had to cut people off
They only call me when they need me
Where were they when I was broke?
Guess they don't love me no more
Let a king take a seat on his thrown
I'm turnt up, I'm lit, and I'm on, look
Get out of bed, stretch
Time to go to work, blessed
Brushing my teeth feeling fresh
Time to wash off my sins
Then coffee and breakfast it is
Think of a way of going through the day
Avoiding the laws after I done blazed
It's five in the morning
Flying out in space
I'm after the money always in a chase
This shit is a habit a reflex
A sense that I gained through my lessons
Pushing weight like a set on a bench press
I'm sure that you're getting the concept
Homie it's easy
I could be sleeping and dreaming
The things that I'm speaking
How does he do it?
I'm speechless
Possessed by the wicked?
Or maybe he's talented gifted
And this is the way that he's living
Must be a wonderful feeling
Love me or not
On my way to the top
Give me a drop
And I'll murder it out
Pen and a pad and I'm out of my block
The verses are fire
Man that shit is hot
It's all on my DNA
There's no way you can replicate
Let that shit marinate
If you see me then no ones safe