sleep on. - SY, Reuben Vincent, Guapdad 4000 & Stockz: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

SY, Reuben Vincent, Guapdad 4000 & Stockz

sleep on.

21

Hip-Hop/Rap

sleep on. was released on July 3, 2026 by Independent as a part of the album timepass.

Song Details

Release DateJuly 3, 2026

LabelIndependent

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM93

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

SY

Programming

Reuben Vincent

Performer

Guapdad 4000

Performer

Stockz

Performer

Maxwell Hunter

Bass Guitar

Troy Everett

Viola

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Reuben Vincent

Composer

Sairam Kripasagar

Sairam Kripasagar

Composer

Akeem Hayes

Composer

Myles Anderson

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

SY

Producer

Maxwell Hunter

Co-Producer

Troy Everett

Co-Producer

Ekzakt

Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Ahh, yeah,

Ahh, yeah,

Ahh, 1, 2, 2

Uh, ahh, uh

First things first, go make your money

Chase your dreams, don't wake up from em'

Oh this year they won't sleep on me, Bitch

Oh this year they won't sleep on me, say

First things first, go make your money

Chase your dreams, don't wake up from em'

Oh this year they won't sleep on me, Bitch

Oh this year they won't sleep on, sleep on

Sleep on, creep on a T, and C, with a L,

so we chief they love Sosa, but me

I love dough, so that’s Franklins, Ulysses and Jackson’s

Prolly Neverland from that place, like imagine me,

dashin, in GLE, AMG fashion,

Chicken like KFC, easy as ABC

Rappers gon need CDL's for they play with me,

my drive is like 18-wheeler

Foreal, I talk to GOD, stop it

Told em enough of all, these false prophets

Industry sharks, same hoes

Different parties, nights get dark, Gotham

I’m Bruce Wayne to the Game, solving all problems,

except my own I’m ashamed,

Live another life with sun rise, never cared about fame

They never tell you it’s more addicting than any strain

Never demise the name, or birthday, still get cake

So any one touch the plate, they’ll see might right at they wake cause

First things first, go make your money

Chase your dreams, don't wake up from em'

Oh this year they won't sleep on me, Bitch

Oh this year they won't sleep on me, say

First things first, go make your money

Chase your dreams, don't wake up from em'

Oh this year they won't sleep on me, Bitch

Oh this year they won't sleep on, sleep on

Shit, I could drop bombs, but I want the war to stop

Sleepin' on Guap, droppin' alarm clocks

From the block, watch Uncles cop soft to get a hard top

Snap, crackle with the wrist till' the arm pop

Snooze on me, but I'm ready, and I've been cookin'

I'm a blend of Betty Crocker and Freddie Krueger

Since a youngin' influenced by big Chevys and cougars

Thinkin' bout how I hate you **** in every Uber

Ride I take, got my own lane but side I take

Still I rise, I've been faded all fuckin' day

Phone full of hoes I'm cuttin', my Chicks-Fil-A

I don't like fast food, just pussy and chains

See the difference, my rizz done unlocked a new plane of existence

Obsessive pimpin' embed in my brain

Even faded my state of mind, enemy of the state

Being intimate in the bank, finger the safe

Till' the money coming in, I aint takin' no breaks,

and the last smokin' the za just to keep me awake

Cash addict, crackin' crab legs havin' a cake,

and eatin it too, the fattest rapper out of the Bay

First things first, go make your money

Chase your dreams, don't wake up from em'

Oh this year they won't sleep on me, Bitch

Oh this year they won't sleep on me, say

First things first, go make your money

Chase your dreams, don't wake up from em'

Oh this year they won't sleep on me, Bitch

Oh this year they won't sleep on, sleep on

Burn like the side of a match box, punch numbers like padlock

We tryna get my **** from white rock to Blackrock

I'm on this MacBook laptop finna cash out

Money grow on trees at bank branches, I branched out

I send a city girl to Citigroup, she get approved

Get her hair and nails done, now she want titties too

My fault, the Bitch hip to rich rituals

All the stones I done put on, I spit spiritual

Ice in my purple drank, I'm sippin' on some Tanzanite

Brodie think he Mega Man, we can hand cannon fight

I done made a Wheel of Fortune with the Vanna White,

and I ain't never sold no cocaine

Every year I see a rapper chain logo change

Ain't cause he upgraded, but he chose on the gang

Talk like im Iceberg, and I sold romaine

Break straight thru the Matrix, broke the code to the game

It's Big Zilla

First things first, go make your money

Chase your dreams, don't wake up from em'

Oh this year they won't sleep on me, Bitch

Oh this year they won't sleep on me, say

First things first, go make your money

Chase your dreams, don't wake up from em'

Oh this year they won't sleep on me, Bitch

Oh this year they won't sleep on, sleep on

Written by: Akeem Hayes, Myles Anderson, Reuben Vincent, Sairam Kripasagar

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