Jeezy - Sleep When I Die lyrics
Young Jeezy [Jay Wayne Jenkins] Columbia, South Carolina, U.S.🇺🇸
[Jeezy - Sleep When I Die lyrics]
Let's get on this Rose 72 hours straight
Do it like Alpo did it back in 88
Step up in this bitch in an MCM suit
38 snub in my MCM boots
Young what you smoking on
I call it 6 c notes
Got it on the westside, cost me 6 c notes
Nigga sold it to me so
Hot call him heatstroke
Poured all the powder on the
Table make a ski slope
You looking at me young rich
Porter and some raybans
Bitch I'm finna blow the money trial
This my rain dance
I'ma have my name ringing so loud
It wake the feds up
Tell the DA we on our way, make the beds up
I ain't trippin on shit man I
Sleep when I get down
Young your going out tomorrow night
I'm like shit yeah
Every night the club be open
Bitch we in there
Tell em all the bottles on me
I broke brick for it
I'ma sleep when I die
Sleep, sleep when I die sleep when I die
Sleep, sleep when I die
I got vodka in my left, champagne in my right
But, I do it real big
This could be my last night
I'ma sleep when I die
Sleep, sleep when I die sleep when I die
Sleep, sleep when I die
I'm gon tell y'all something right
Now I'm too high
My name is Snowman bitch I'ma
Sleep when I die
We count money all day
Why you think my hands hurt
Know I can't serve a nigga that
That my man's work
You ain't a four wall on hold thats a kitkat
Another nigga want a heinekin
That's a six pack
Cocaine cowboys business now horses
And every now you might catch
Us in some Porsche's
And sellin that soft shit as
White as air forces and got that rap button
Nigga ain't she gorgeous
Fall up in the spot, poppin bottles like
PJ bitch don't bring me no Cristal
Veuve Clicquot Champagne like we
Won the World Cup
Pull up in that champagne thing
Fuck the World up what type of hood nigga
Wearing yellow gold rolex
The weight man bitch the whole
Hood call me Bo flex
Either the yellow hand Lamb
Or the starburst 'rari
I'm doing too much for you niggas I'm sorry
Just roll the ball til them folks come get ya
But, you gotta spend it all cuz
You can't take it with ya
Just roll the ball til them folks come get ya
Yeah I see them boys watching
Tell them niggas take a picture
Just roll the ball til them folks come get ya
But, you gotta do it big
So when you gone the streets miss ya
Just roll the ball til them folks come get ya
I ain't never gon sleep cuz
I'm trying to get richer
Do it like Alpo did it back in 88
Step up in this bitch in an MCM suit
38 snub in my MCM boots
Young what you smoking on
I call it 6 c notes
Got it on the westside, cost me 6 c notes
Nigga sold it to me so
Hot call him heatstroke
Poured all the powder on the
Table make a ski slope
You looking at me young rich
Porter and some raybans
Bitch I'm finna blow the money trial
This my rain dance
I'ma have my name ringing so loud
It wake the feds up
Tell the DA we on our way, make the beds up
I ain't trippin on shit man I
Sleep when I get down
Young your going out tomorrow night
I'm like shit yeah
Every night the club be open
Bitch we in there
Tell em all the bottles on me
I broke brick for it
I'ma sleep when I die
Sleep, sleep when I die sleep when I die
Sleep, sleep when I die
I got vodka in my left, champagne in my right
But, I do it real big
This could be my last night
I'ma sleep when I die
Sleep, sleep when I die sleep when I die
Sleep, sleep when I die
I'm gon tell y'all something right
Now I'm too high
My name is Snowman bitch I'ma
Sleep when I die
We count money all day
Why you think my hands hurt
Know I can't serve a nigga that
That my man's work
You ain't a four wall on hold thats a kitkat
Another nigga want a heinekin
That's a six pack
Cocaine cowboys business now horses
And every now you might catch
Us in some Porsche's
And sellin that soft shit as
White as air forces and got that rap button
Nigga ain't she gorgeous
Fall up in the spot, poppin bottles like
PJ bitch don't bring me no Cristal
Veuve Clicquot Champagne like we
Won the World Cup
Pull up in that champagne thing
Fuck the World up what type of hood nigga
Wearing yellow gold rolex
The weight man bitch the whole
Hood call me Bo flex
Either the yellow hand Lamb
Or the starburst 'rari
I'm doing too much for you niggas I'm sorry
Just roll the ball til them folks come get ya
But, you gotta spend it all cuz
You can't take it with ya
Just roll the ball til them folks come get ya
Yeah I see them boys watching
Tell them niggas take a picture
Just roll the ball til them folks come get ya
But, you gotta do it big
So when you gone the streets miss ya
Just roll the ball til them folks come get ya
I ain't never gon sleep cuz
I'm trying to get richer