Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kasien
Vocals
Kelvin Krash
Programming
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Killa crash with the gas
[Verse 2]
No sleep till I'm 6FT UNDER (Oh)
I've see too many fuckeries (Yeah) when life turns ugly (Yeah)
Never slow down, stay hungry (Yeah)
Run it up, double up, double up, triple that money up, never get comfy
(Oh)
Run it up, double up, double up, triple that money up, never get comfy
I've see too many fuckeries (Yeah) no time for the hoes that love me
(Oh)
No time for the fake or the envy (Oh)
Never not working, gotta stay hungry
Run it up, double up, double up, triple that money up, never get comfy
(Oh)
Run it up, double up, double up, triple that money up, never get comfy
[Verse 3]
Mind's racin' like a thief on the run
And I go hard 'cause I'm tryna be number one
Shuttin' shores down, flyin' overseas for sun
Stay on job, but I still get fucked up when I want
Are you mad, are you dumb? Challenge me, you get slung
In all black, like a nun, life's a bitch, I made her cum
That's a fact, stay persistent, never quit, I'm growin' up
Stayed on track, yep, when my new shit dropped
For you rappers, it's a rap
[Verse 4]
No sleep till I'm 6FT UNDER (Oh)
I've see too many fuckeries (Yeah) when life turns ugly (Yeah)
Never slow down, stay hungry (Yeah)
Run it up, double up, double up, triple that money up, never get comfy
(Oh)
Run it up, double up, double up, triple that money up, never get comfy
I've see too many fuckeries (Yeah) no time for the hoes that love me
(Oh)
No time for the fake or the envy (Oh)
Never not working, gotta stay hungry
Run it up, double up, double up, triple that money up, never get comfy
(Oh)
Run it up, double up, double up, triple that money up, never get comfy
[Verse 5]
Mind's racin' like a thief on the run
Dead man sleepin', me and my brothers stay eatin', yeah
Done with the pleasin', too many bloodsuckers and leaches
Too many fuck boys around really chasing clout
When they pull up, then I'm leavin'
I don't give a fuck about the competin'
Why you tryna front? You know it's my season
Why you tryna act hard?
Know it man, cool off, yeah
This is my yard now, better take your shoes off
Yeah, respect it, I worked hard, know I'm collectin'
I made it this far is a blessing, yeah
Now I'm tryna race cars with my bread trim
[Verse 6]
No sleep till I'm 6FT UNDER (Oh)
I've see too many fuckeries (Yeah) when life turns ugly (Yeah)
Never slow down, stay hungry (Yeah)
Run it up, double up, double up, triple that money up, never get comfy
(Oh)
Run it up, double up, double up, triple that money up, never get comfy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Run it up, double up, double up, triple that money up, never get comfy
No time for the fake or the envy
Never not working (Oh)
Gotta stay, gotta stay hungry
Mind's racin' like a thief on the run
