Evan the Blonde - No Sleep Lyrics

I don't give a f*ck
Got my mic turned up
Million-minute man
Big bills, I got too much
Coenzymes, coke lines
Power on the next rhymes
4 AM but I'll talk about it next time
Life is short, got racks in my hands
Quite frankly, huh, I don't even give a damn, you know

I am a ghost, I'm not on a radar
I am your father, just like Darth Vader
I cut off your head with my lightsaber
And yes she was nasty, call it with labor
I'm working hard, putting in labor
You calling me out across the street
Like I'm your neighbor, watch your behavior
Your mom's favorite flavor
I pray to Jesus cause he is my savior
I'm living life getting this paper

You know I love this guitar right now
It's real funky, but
I think I'm gonna have to take it away right now
Hold on a second
There we go, damn

You all know I want a mean comeback
Bring it back
3, 2, right now

2019, it started in mud
By the end of the year I look like a stud
Bombshell and beat baking machine
Best of production f*ck I don't even sleep
The dean of disco, the prince of funk
You know low key your looks are the junk
And your single is too
Let's get some freeform jazz up in here
3, 2, 1 - now

Look man you know this goes hard
If it didn't you wouldn't be listening to it right now
Damn, I look good right now, haha

Listen to all the other artists in your playlist right now
They don't sound like me
I drop the bass line and I get you hooked
Whatever I do, say, or sing, it has got to be funky
So you want my advice, well, that's all there is to it
And a whole lot less sleep that you would usually be getting
That's all I know