Juicy J
Real Hustlers Don’t Sleep
[Intro: Juicy J]
Get your motherfucking paper up
And quit hating on other n***as, man
Man, y'all n***as is crazy out here, man
While you n***as be out here with that bullshit!?
You already know where I'm gonna be at –
The motherfucking bank

[Chorus: Juicy J]
Real hustlers don't sleep, we take a nap
Cigarillo full of hairy shit, balled up like naps
Got my eyes on you snakes, like craps
On a paper chase, and you haters get lapped
Real hustlers don't sleep, we take a nap
Cigarillo full of hairy shit, balled up like naps
Got my eyes on you snakes, like craps
On a paper chase, and you haters get lapped

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
Hood n***a, but a good dude
Good n***a, but a hood dude
Shit, you don't know what I been through
So you don't know what I could do
They hating on me, they talk down
They talk threats, that's good news
Margiela, RAF Simons
Them Rick Owens is good shoes
Getting paid, I'm in a good mood
Old school, slabs in it
Grill, 24 karats in it
Courtesy of my black dentist
Trill bitch ad-libbing
That's what I call eloquent
I'm getting brain, she sucking dick
That's what I call intelligence
Tell a fella, tell a gent
Tell a friend, and tell a friend
All I fuck is lesbians
Fuck her 'til she celibate
White bitches love Taylor Swift
Tell that bitch I'm hella swift
Hustling everyday
With my twin and Juicy J
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Real hustlers don't sleep, we take a nap
Cigarillo full of hairy shit, balled up like naps
Got my eyes on you snakes, like craps
On a paper chase, and you haters get lapped
Real hustlers don't sleep, we take a nap
Cigarillo full of hairy shit, balled up like naps
Got my eyes on you snakes, like craps
On a paper chase, and you haters get lapped

[Verse 2: SpaceGhostPurrp]
Hi guys, what's up, bitch
My name is Purrp
I'm fucking your bitch, and
I made her squirt
I'm going to be rich, as
I put in work
She's all on my dick, as
I made her squirt
Mind will get hurt
My lyrics merk
N***as with triggas
And find them in dirt
Man, I like to flirt
I'm all in her skirt
I smash it, and pass it
And watch that bitch twerk
One day, one day
You know I'm going to become a
God of the fucking country
Do what you want to, see gunplay
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Real hustlers don't sleep, we take a nap
Cigarillo full of hairy shit, balled up like naps
Got my eyes on you snakes, like craps
On a paper chase, and you haters get lapped
Real hustlers don't sleep, we take a nap
Cigarillo full of hairy shit, balled up like naps
Got my eyes on you snakes, like craps
On a paper chase, and you haters get lapped

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
You not getting money, man, you already tired
I'm finna buy a private jet, bitch I'm getting flyer
Juicy J the boss, ain't no way I'm getting fired
I'm on too much shit to name, ain't no way I'm getting higher
I been chasing money since a young n***a from Memphis
I see dead presidents, I think I got 6 senses
Yeah, we on the money train, you just rock the benches
On the purple and the yellow; call it Barney and the Simpsons
Out in Taiwan, smoking Cheech and Chong
Roll it in a cigarillo, chief it in a bong
Ask me what I'm doing, getting high and counting money
And I'm counting all day 'cause the money keep coming

[Chorus: Juicy J]
Real hustlers don't sleep, we take a nap
Cigarillo full of hairy shit, balled up like naps
Got my eyes on you snakes, like craps
On a paper chase, and you haters get lapped
Real hustlers don't sleep, we take a nap
Cigarillo full of hairy shit, balled up like naps
Got my eyes on you snakes, like craps
On a paper chase, and you haters get lapped