[Chorus]
No sleep, stress and substances
I'll not sleep again, cuz' worry about all this
Countin' losses, profits, smokin' weed, fuck bitches
No sleep, stress and substances
No sleep, stress and substances
I'll not sleep again, cuz' worry about all this
Countin' losses, profits, smokin' weed, fuck bitches
No sleep, stress and substances
[Verse 1]
No sleep, because I have a lot to do
I have three bank accounts to fill
The world is bad as if controled by Aku
Samurai Jack of this trap
Although life is not a fable
Like łapu capu when I catch mic
They wanted to beat me, bro, and still want to
Because I was more honest than a polygraph
Because of this, today I shoot versions like from a auto
That's why the cash fly off from the ATM
If you have good health, go and earn it yourself
Too much stress in my head when I have no stuff
Greetings to all my homie, drug addicteds
Nobody said Lord rescue, even when there was a lacking of dollars
These ordinary few boys finally did their duty
Along the way, some behave like pussies
I will not cry for you, I have already swallowed a few xans
I will not cry for you, I will not jump before anyone
The bitch is looking at the sweatshirt because she knows it's Balenciaga
Although people often piss me off, though I often get pissed off at work
But once I was relaxed, I didn't record a track for a year
Now even poverty is making tapout
She wants to sleep with me, I don't have time to snore
In my heart is no space, when you're lookin' for boyfriend
I hear this diagnosis when I go to the doctor
[Chorus]
No sleep, stress and substances
I'll not sleep again, cuz' worry about all this
Countin' losses, profits, smokin' weed, fuck bitches
No sleep, stress and substances
No sleep, stress and substances
I'll not sleep again, cuz' worry about all this
Countin' losses, profits, smokin' weed, fuck bitches
No sleep, stress and substances
[Verse 2]
Fuckin' life zoo, alcohol, pogo
Żaba says "To the left!", All the rest "fuck rights"
Fucking poverty, I killed her with a cash gun
Fucking wake, I didn't want to live like that
They've madness in their eyes, Polish gold blocks
There are no feelings on those faces through these Polish cocaine
No sleep, stress and substances
Fucking whores only want to hurt me
Dude, not Thanos, he has a crystal in his paw
In hand paper because I get money from this addiction
I smoke good art like the Louvre fire
Young famas, because I close this discussion
Before I sleep, I start the dynamite
My people, my blocks, my drugs
Fasten your seat belts, but not on my stole
I don't even ride, homie phoenix after mephedrone
Jesus Christ, Kubi!
[Chorus]
No sleep, stress and substances
I'll not sleep again, cuz' worry about all this
Countin' losses, profits, smokin' weed, fuck bitches
No sleep, stress and substances
No sleep, stress and substances
I'll not sleep again, cuz' worry about all this
Countin' losses, profits, smokin' weed, fuck bitches
No sleep, stress and substances