No Time For Sleep (Freestyle) – Bobby Shmurda Lyrics

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“No Time For Sleep”

Ain’t got no time for sleep
With so much money on mind, ain’t got no time for me
Shawty call me all the time and say she tired of me
I know that I pop a lot, and smoke a lot of weed
And I don’t pay her any mind when I be countin’ breesh
Baby, I’m busy on the road, I need some time to breathe
They had me locked up in the pens, doin’ 23
So I be stackin’ Mr. Ben ’til he 20 feet
A lot of, a lot of Ms in my 23’s

Bitch, .45 on my waist, I’m with my ven aquí
Bitch, .45 on my waist, don’t gotta turn the key
Bitch, .45 on my waist, I’m in my Bentley Jeep
Bitch, finna fire on them niggas, they was 23
If I put that iron on them niggas, they remember me
If you heard we slidin’ on them niggas, then they memories
If I put that iron on them niggas, they remember me
If you heard we slidin’ on them niggas, then they memories (brrr, brrr)

Chopper, chopper, brrr, brand new choppe, I’m just tearing bodies
PJ got a .30 and extenders in this hand Glock
I’m gettin’ get rich as fuck, I’m just tryna keep my man out
Gave my bro a dub, we been coadie since the sandbox
Huh, you say it’s love, then why your hands up?
Huh, so you say it’s love, then why your hands up?
They got they hands up ’cause she always got her pants down
Then they said I stand out, then she tell me I’m the man now

Yeah, and this bitch always got her pants down, yeah
They tryna get me for my Benz now, for my mans now
Tryna get me for my queso, fill the tan up
Tryna get me for the Lamb’ now (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got a chopper with a stand now (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I bought the chopper with a stand now
I ain’t playin’ ’round, niggas fuck around and we lay it down
I’ma tear it down, from this fishes and to their grandma (brr)
I’ma hit him in his head, hah (brr)
I’m gon’ him’ til this TEC stop
Or the vest spot, I’ma hit him in his yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

I hit a nigga, now his mans hot (brr)
I hit the nigga ’til it jam hot (brr, br)
I got the chopper with the stand now, bitch, I ain’t playin’ ’round
Send the money in advance, it sound like a band, yah
When I’m bustin’ on my (baow, baow, baow)
When I’m bustin’ on my, yeah, ha, yeah (baow, baow, baow)
When I’m bustin’ off the chance, I’m so off them yams
I done kept the .30 in the gram, bustin’, no repent
But you know my niggas are from jail right, yeah
That there my niggas, they from jail, right, yeah

I get the kilos in the mans spot, they in the spot hot
Hit the .40, get the block hot, I make you blackout
So tell these niggas, I’m top shotta, I’m big and badder
I’m in the kitchen with these choppers, I quick to pop ya
A nigga play, he gettin’ shot up, head top off
And you know my hits are mighter, in the Spider
Niggas play, they gettin’ shot up

Brrr, I got a chopper in the chopper
Bitch brrr, I got a chopper in the chopper
If you fuck with Bobby, you fuck with me, go get your doctor
Go get your papa, go get your mother and your mama (lil’ bitch)
And I’ma go and get my llama (yeah)
And we gon’ do it on the Flossy, fuck what you on, G
Yeah, we can do it like some doggies, right on the concrete

And I’ma show you how a dog be, yeah
She only like me ’cause I’m flossy (yeah)
She only like me ’cause the office, these niggas bossy
I bought the choppers with the tati, you takin’ floor seats
Yeah, I’m on a jet, havin’ orgies
I used to shoot up niggas porch, G (brr)
I’m on a jet, havin’ orgies, fuck what you saw, G
I used to shoot up niggas porch, G, he with the torch, G
Now we lit, we havin’ orgies

Brr, tell them hoes, “Don’t record me”
Brr, ayy, you know no one as hard as me
No one is dawg as me, you can’t go back and take charge of me
No skin is dark as me
And ain’t no nigga ain’t got no heart like me (uh-uh)
I heard the niggas tryna spark, G
Please, bitch, had me come up on your parkin’ lot
In the parkin’ spot
Hit the nigga in the parkin’ spot, right in the parkin’ lot
You know these niggas like to talk a lot

Shh, oh, he ain’t tell you that he coughed a lot? (Lil’ bitch)
Brr, oh, they ain’t tell you that they coughed a lot?
Say, “Fuck you talkin’ ’bout?” Say, “Fuck that shit”
Nigga, I’m from Clarkson Ave, we them doggies out
Me and ’em dawgs, we like to bark a lot (brr)

Yeah, and it’s just rappin’, dawg, yeah (brr)
And I like my voice ’cause this just rappin’, dawg
Half of this spazzin’, dawg
Don’t need to pay in, enough of spazzin’ though
Fuck with this ratchet though
Gon’ make me put you on game and I’m gon’ clap it off (brr), pa

I slap BD, nigga, and I slap it off, bow
You see his hi-top, watch me slap it off
Heard that you backin’ off
Niggas play, then knock your ratchet off
And then I just slapped it off, bow, bow

Hit that ratchet off, brr
Watch me, big Boosie, backin’ off
Brr, now watch this ratchet back the pussy off (bow, bow)
I dropped them, I slapped them off
You see his response, we slap him off
Watch me clap it off

First deal, nigga (what?)
First talk, first dead nigga
First nigga talk, first catch a round, nigga
From the ounce, nigga
Play with me, it’s goin’ down, nigga
Lay him down, nigga, from his motherfuckin’ squad, nigga (squad leash)

Make up your face like you bi, nigga (brrr)
Then fuck around and catch a shot, nigga (bow, bow)
You know I’m hot, nigga, play with me, that’s on the spot (ga ga)
He dropped his chops, bleed, everybody gettin’ shots, nigga

Brr, .45 in the Glock, nigga
Brr, yeah, they know I’m a hot nigga, hit your block, nigga
Put the .30 in the Glock, we gon’ get you shot, nigga (bow, bow)
Fuckin’ with me like you bi, nigga (play)
They made these pussies talk a lot, nigga
Until I catch him on the spot, nigga
Make a shot, nigga, with the .30 in the Glock
Walk his block, nigga, catch him in the parkin’ lot, nigga

Dub, and I’m gon’ get ’til I’m parked, nigga (bow, ow)
Hood, they fuck with me, then they gon’ get parked, nigga
They get parked, nigga, quick, fast
Get ’em sparked, nigga, play the heart, nigga
Play for keeps when you’re on nigga (what?)

That gang shit ’til the morn’, nigga (yo)
That gang shit ’til the night, nigga
That’s your life, nigga
Play with us, we GS9, nigga
Hit you twice, nigga
Hit you three times in your eyes, nigga

Brr, shootin’, shootin’, niggas blind, nigga
Brr, he only got two on his rod, nigga, and two slide, nigga
We got two up on his side, nigga
Hit his side nigga, soon
Hit him in the ride, nigga
Brr, right in his head, right in his side, nigga
Brr, ha-ha-ha-ha

Dread nigga, yeah
They fuck with me, they know I’m Crip, nigga (brr)
They play with me, they know it’s lit, nigga
Give a six nigga, hit right you right in front your bitch, nigga
Grab the clip, nigga, drums hanging off the whip, nigga, brr

Track Information

Song titleNo Time For Sleep
ArtistBobby Shmurda
Release DateSep 3, 2021


WritersBobby Shmurda
ProducersBobby Shmurda
Record LabelBobby Shmurda

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