[Intro: DJ Khaled]
About to change the game
DJ Khaled
We The Best Forever
Cash Money, Young Money
I'm for real about this shit
Let's go
[Chorus: Cee-Lo Green & Ester Dean]
I'm counting my time cause my time is my money (Yeah)
The sun goes down but I won't stop for nothing (Yeah)
Why close my eyes? I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone, sleep when I'm gone (Gone)
I'm looking at the clock like yeah, yeah
Naps to my trash, yeah, yeah-eah (Cause time's on my side so)
Why close my eyes? I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone, sleep when I'm gone
[Verse 1: The Game]
Yeah, they say sleep is the cousin of death, guess we related
Cause I’m the most slept on and the most hated
Hated, hated by niggas with no hustle
Staring at me in the club like I won't bust you
In the face with this Spades, life is a card game
And I'm playing Spades, gambling with y'all change
Fucking basketball wives while you at away games
Really fucking basketball wives; ain't gotta say names
Whole body tatted like a New York City freight train
Niggas get to barking, put a bullet in the Great Dane
Try me, end up like, "Why me?"
Team full of animals like I coach the Heat
Four floor mansion, close to the beach
Six car garage, that's how I'm supposed to eat
In Miami, rolling up kush on boat decks
Flagging down the waitress, waving my Rolex
About to change the game
DJ Khaled
We The Best Forever
Cash Money, Young Money
I'm for real about this shit
Let's go
[Chorus: Cee-Lo Green & Ester Dean]
I'm counting my time cause my time is my money (Yeah)
The sun goes down but I won't stop for nothing (Yeah)
Why close my eyes? I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone, sleep when I'm gone (Gone)
I'm looking at the clock like yeah, yeah
Naps to my trash, yeah, yeah-eah (Cause time's on my side so)
Why close my eyes? I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone, sleep when I'm gone
[Verse 1: The Game]
Yeah, they say sleep is the cousin of death, guess we related
Cause I’m the most slept on and the most hated
Hated, hated by niggas with no hustle
Staring at me in the club like I won't bust you
In the face with this Spades, life is a card game
And I'm playing Spades, gambling with y'all change
Fucking basketball wives while you at away games
Really fucking basketball wives; ain't gotta say names
Whole body tatted like a New York City freight train
Niggas get to barking, put a bullet in the Great Dane
Try me, end up like, "Why me?"
Team full of animals like I coach the Heat
Four floor mansion, close to the beach
Six car garage, that's how I'm supposed to eat
In Miami, rolling up kush on boat decks
Flagging down the waitress, waving my Rolex
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