Don't Sleep

Don't sleep on me Told you niggas don't sleep on me Don't sleep on me Told you bitches don't sleep on me Don't sleep on me Told you niggas don't sleep on me All the golden chains and the rings that you see 'pon me Make you regret you ever sleep on me! [Verse 1] Don't sleep on the boy From classrooms to TV, you see I'm the boy Don't you sleep on the boy Was ignored but now they wanna speak with the boy GODDAMN Don't sleep on the boy LeftSide be the squad, rolling deep for the boy You want it, I got it, they move that work pronto They come back no problem, stack G's for the boy GODDAMN (x4) From Nassau to Toronto Open mics to concerts Just a way of saying life is sweet for the boy GODDAMN (x4) You don't want no problems, you won't see tomorrow Squad put you in coffins, 6 feet for that boy We'll lay his ass down and throw wreaths on that boy Don't think you can hide, we will seek and destroy Your mother, your father, your sister, your brother, your aunties and uncles will weep for that boy! Word to G-Flex, he makes beats for the boy I've blown up so much, you can't meet with the boy I've stacked up my profits, take flights when I want to I'm flexing, I'm balling, KD on the court Don't sleep on me Told you niggas don't sleep on me All the golden chains and the rings that you see 'pon me Make you regret you ever sleep on me! Take it back up to the days when they said that I ain't gon be A fucking star, how they hate on me Never gave up on the dream, I just kept on doing me That'll teach you not to sleep on me! [Chorus] GODDAMN(x4) From nothing to something I keep the streets bumping Squad going 100 all week for the boy GODDAMN (x4) I grinded, I hustled And now they all see I'm the boy Don't you sleep on the boy! AYE! [Verse 2] Don't sleep on me Told you niggas don't sleep on me If rap was a game, Ron T will be the MVP I'm as real as the real can be Funny how up in the past ain't nobody had believed in me Now they pull up so conveniently Real recognize real and you looking unfamiliar, G Money truly rules everyone and everything Now when a nigga pull up at a party Everybody, starts showing love only for the money Liquor got a nigga switching topics Watch your comments Hit-hit- hit- hit 'em with the comet Now they saying Ron's a shooting star Fuck who you be, we be shooting stars Bitch I- Bitch I go retarded, dropping goofy bars Catch a body on the beat and then I beat the charge Damn, popo always tryna haunt me Never caught me Wh- why? 'Cuz the weed under the car seat Got your girl coming every morning When she's horny Give her- give her good dick when she want it Now I'm ba- ba- balling like a bitch Shooting every shot, A. Wiggins with the wrist Who ya- Who ya know from Bahamas do it big like this? Whole squad going up 'cuz the boy too legit GODDAMN! She a freak for the boy Homegirl got a man but she creep for the boy She tell all her friends she get D from the boy So you know what that means, she a freak for the boy GODDAMN She a freak for the boy She get everything she needs from the boy Her hair and her makeup on fleek for the boy So you know what that means, PUSSY SWEET FOR THE BOY [Chorus]