Compete

Lyrics

[Intro] (Damn, AJ) Life behind tint, used to be sleep, now it'd get a nigga shit split You know the vibes, nigga Naw, for real, though, come on (His name's Pablo) [Verse 1] Life behind tint, used to be sleep, now it'd get a nigga shit split Threw hoes just to be cool, now the new bitch always get spinned Runnin' down the mile smokin' an opp, you wanna hit this? This song, I'm rappin' 'bout my life, you may not get this [Chorus] I just made some money in my sleep Niggas can't compete If you had to hang with us, you wouldn't eat Nigga, I don't need no money for a feat' (Come on) I got thirty-plus, I ain't gettin' nothin' from a beat, I get it poppin', nigga [Verse 2] They like, "Damn, boy, why you quit hoopin'?" You used to be rockin' niggas 'Cause the coach is my connect, I had a plug like a socket, nigga Last week I went to shoot a jumper, they couldn't stop a nigga Y'all think I'm talkin' 'bout playin' hoops, I really popped a nigga I sent this bitch to the store, your ho forgot to get some condoms Think she finna get some dick? I got her suckin' dick for hours Yeah, your mans probably a dog, the purple kind, coward I ain't sellin' no fuckin' drugs and I'm sleepin' in the mountains, nigga I got some rich friends Middle of the game, my dog'll beat a nigga ass like he was Big Ben I just made another ten, and another one Niggas think because you up a hundred, you supposed to give your brother somethin' You can do the same shit I'm doin' and go get it When a body drop, they pointin' fingers like we did it If we sold a chop, then we just used it on a mission I just pull up, count a couple thousand, then go missing [Chorus] I just made some money in my sleep Niggas can't compete If you had to hang with us, you wouldn't eat, nigga I don't need no money for a feat' (Come on) I got thirty-plus, I ain't gettin' nothin' from a beat, I get it poppin', nigga [Verse 3] I be makin' money in my sleep, naw, for real, though Ask around, I get it poppin' I be switchin' guns like my hoes, I got options Catch an opp and wave the chopper, oh, let's do it like I'm Waka All the real niggas gon' feel this, it ain't no money in your feelings? Used to work the trap with Kev, we had dog like paid kennel Free my nigga broad day, he inside the paid rental Niggas freeze when that fully chop come, it amaze niggas [Chorus] Ayy, I just made some money in my sleep Niggas can't compete If you had to hang with us, you wouldn't eat Nigga, I don't need no money for a feat' (Come on) I got thirty-plus, I ain't gettin' nothin' from a beat, I get it poppin', nigga I got thirty-plus, I ain't gettin' nothin' from a beat, I get it poppin', nigga Thirty-plus, I ain't gettin' nothin' from a beat I get it poppin', nigga