音乐视频
音乐视频
制作
出演艺人
Lil Wayne
声乐
Takeoff
声乐
作曲和作词
Javar Rockamore
词曲作者
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
词曲作者
Kirsnick Khari Ball
词曲作者
Keith "City" Martin
词曲作者
Theodore Thomas
词曲作者
制作和工程
Javar Rockamore
制作人
Manny Galvez
工程师
Chef
工程师
Jason Delattiboudere
助理录音工程师
Fabian Marasciullo
混音工程师
Thomas McLaren
助理混音工程师
Colin Leonard
母带工程师
Colin Leonard
母带工程师
Matthew Testa
工程师
Theodore Thomas
制作人
歌词
[Intro]
(Think we found a loophole)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Funeral (Yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh
[Chorus]
I don't sleep (I don't sleep)
Fuck a bed, fuck a spread, fuck a sheet (I don't sleep)
Fuck a Xanny, give me Adderall and weed (I don't sleep)
Speedballin' off the cocaine and codeine (I don't sleep)
Chinchilla carpet got her walkin' on her knees (On her knees)
[PostChorus]
I don't sleep and I'm still livin' out my dreams (I don't sleep)
Kill you in your sleep and now you can't get out your dreams (Fuck your dreams)
Notorious B.I.G. said it was all a dream (All a dream)
I'm reppin' M-O-B, the mob, I got ties (Woo, woo)
In the back of my head, under my locks, I got eyes (Woo)
Presidents so dead up in my pockets, I got flies (Yeah)
Been chasin' these presidents so long they must be tired (Yeah)
They better not close their eyes, 'cause Tunechi never blink (Never blink)
And if you sleepin' on Lil Tunechi, rest in peace (Rest in peace)
'Cause all a **** do is win like I cheat (Like I cheat)
And I ain't sleepin' 'til they bring me to the priest (To the priest)
Fuck a bed, fuck a spread, fuck a sheet
[Verse 1]
Uh, I just popped a ten, I'm in my man cave
Lookin' for some hoes in my DMs, man, I miss Backpage
Your lil' ho do spin class at the gym, that bitch in bad shape
My lil' ho said she gon' spend a band, I like it ratchet (Yeah)
Did some cocaine with these bitches, like it fancy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Snort the cocaine off their titties in my mansion (Yeah, yeah)
I'm gettin' naked with these bitches (Yeah)
I'm on Addy and Cialis, breakin' records in these bitches
Wait, I think (Think) this ho need Jesus, I need water
She say, "These (These) them double D's that float in water"
I'm too numb, I bit my jaw and I can't feel it (I can't feel it)
I'm so numb I hit it raw and I can't feel it
[Chorus]
I'm on the ceilin', I don't sleep (I don't sleep)
Fuck a bed, fuck a spread, fuck a sheet (I don't sleep)
Fuck a Xanny, give me Adderall and weed (I don't sleep)
Speedballin' off the cocaine and codeine (I don't sleep)
Chinchilla carpet got her walkin' on her knees (On her knees)
[Bridge]
Threw a million in a week and I ain't freak (I ain't freak)
I ain't fret, I ain't sweat, I ain't keep (No)
She said, Tunechi, "What you think about me," lemme think (Woah)
She said, "Why you never answer?" Told her, "I was sleep" (Takeoff)
[Verse 2]
Told her I was sleep (Sleep)
Really, I was with my other bitch from Italy (I lied)
Text message from my Memphis bitch, she get 'em ten a key (Ten)
That stick shoot thirty minutes and it don't need anti-freeze
I believe **** tryna get the goals that I achieve (Goals)
Me without the paper just like Tune without the lean (What?)
Or Phil without the rings, (Or what?) Snoop without the weed (Or what?)
A-I without the sleeve, (Or what?) IG without the memes (Nah)
I'm up, Adderral, these ****, they drinkin' on Tylenol ('Nol)
I give her the X, she give me the neck, and no, we don't talk at all (At all)
Jaws, I'm breakin' 'em in, she gettin' the balls and all (Ball)
I cannot sleep and I cannot eat if it ain't codeine involved (Drank)
[Chorus]
I don't sleep (I don't sleep)
Fuck a bed, fuck a spread, fuck a sheet (I don't sleep)
Fuck a Xanny, give me Adderall and weed (I don't sleep)
Speedballin' off the yayo and codeine (I don't sleep)
Me and Takeoff 'bout to take off, 'bout to flee (Yeah)
[PostChorus]
I don't sleep and I'm still livin' out my dreams (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kill you in your sleep and now you can't get out your dreams (Yeah, yeah, fuck your dreams)
Notorious B.I.G. said it was all a dream (All a dream)
I'm reppin' M-O-B, the mob, I got ties (Woo, woo)
In the back of my head, under my locks, I got eyes (Woo)
Presidents so dead up in my pockets, I got flies (Yeah)
Been chasin' these presidents so long they must be tired (Yeah)
They better not close their eyes, 'cause Tunechi never blink (Never blink)
And if you sleepin' on Lil Tunechi, rest in peace (Rest in peace)
'Cause all a **** do is win like I cheat (Like I cheat)
And I ain't sleepin' 'til they bring me to the priest (To the priest)
Fuck a bed, fuck a spread, fuck a sheet
Written by: Bobby Reese, Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr., Javar Rockamore, Keith "City" Martin, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Robert Reese, Theodore "Stonii" Thomas

