Don't Know How To Chill

[Verse 1: Demetrius] Mami be beside me in that shotty seat You can't trace my moves but do you copy me? When I'm laughin' off in that mansion is when I'll probably sleep But I'm a zombie with insomnia, I grind in the streets I keep grindin' cuz I don't wanna be in debt But I be silent, kinda like the "b" in debt [?] for Chia Pets, he take care of green, I mean it Even when my teammates [?], we ain't mad but we upset Up set mean we set up shop Shut up, nigga get your bread up, stop Never off clock, I be on a mission And I told you we set up shop, I call it shopliftin' [Hook: Demetrius] We don't know how to chill, gotta see more dough Okay you lookin' at a nigga that'll sleep no more My mami body be on the side of me fo' sho' Bring it back, kill that shit Want me to chill? Need to kill that shit Okay I can't even remember how to spell that shit C-H-E-E-A-and-to-the-L, is that it? [Verse 2: Supa Bean] They call me the Walkin' Dead cuz I gets no sleep Strugglin', I need my bread so [?] Stay dreamin' of the day that I can cross my feet These niggas out here trippin' if they think I'm weak No, I'm not dashiki with a thousand [?] Trickin' on these niggas, bitch I handle my bizz I hustle harder than these hoes and bitches My street's is paved with gold, that mean I'm on my road to riches You don't hustle so you makin' late payments I only talk money, bitch, I've been makin' bank statements Y'all complacent, I'm tryin' to make a cold mil Call it chilly-cheese, nigga please, I got no chill [Hook] [Verse 3: Julius] Grind-And-Never-Give-Up what that G.A.N.G stand for Nigga we finna get boosted, we finna make mad noise Whoever blockin' the way might get shot with that K Now I see right through your frame, I'mma call you Ray Bans boy Nigga we finna be winnin', that's right you heard it from me My every word is concrete, nigga that's word on the street We finna kick down rap's door if we can't open it We finna go far like the DJ hostin' this Okay, aight, cool, wait, listen, hold on, stop that, pause I'm gon' ball this year before Times Square drop that ball Niggas won't stop at all, we gon' press on like Lee Nails We givin' the industry crack, this whole industry finna be Ezel [Hook] [Verse 4: Dice] My team finna be on, nigga just watch Waitin' to get on like we on the bus stop Bus hard nigga, never will the bussin' stop I was built to hold mils like a lunch box Okay if you ain't C.O.B then get the fuck out the way Y'all just some talkin' pricks, you got nuttin' to say Y'all better pay attention, we on that money mission We searchin' for that money because money is missin' Yo my time is money, got no free tick-tocks I said my time is money, I wear a green wristwatch Y'all players too soft, y'all like the Heat's Chris Bosh Maybe my team gon' chill long after my team gets hot [Verse 5: Kenny] I snap like, I snap like, on the beat I snap like On the beat I snap like 2 fingers, a true fiend For the loot, what I spews meaner to scoop cream From the booth, these Shoes clean, nigga, Shoes clean Niggas do call us Shoe-cleaners, we'll be well known We 4 G's like cellphones [Hook]