No Sleep Team

{Intro: Young Kale]
Ay
Yeah
Young kale
Young kale
Pop styles
Long miles
Big files
Fillin up to the brim
Paperwork flying
All timin
Big grindin
Show shinin
Wine and dining
Fine caviar
Expensive out the roof
Candy eye
Mob ties
No lies
Long flights
Sober thoughts
Drunk minds
Real eyes
I realize then I cut by
Time slowed
Quarter past four

[Chorus: YoungKale]
No sleep for me
No sleep for me yeah yeah
No sleep for me
No sleep for me yeah yeah
Ay
No sleep no sleep
Ay
Young kale

[Verse: UrbanHazard]
Yeah
No sleep for me
When I'm rapping
I’m packing these lyrics
Kill thе whole village
Adrenalinе in my system
Fentanyl mixed with adrenaline
Reppin this shit
I'm writing this shit
I might kill the label
Not right with the haters
I'm fighting them, haters
I’m making this paper
I'm top
Number one never number two
I'm making these blues
What's clues
Finding out who's you
I'm right with that shit
I'm writing this shit
Not packing when I'm rapping
But I’m rapping this shit
I’m writing
This is me
I'm outta struck
I might just fuck
Not really though
I ain’t no ho
Don't wanna talk on this
I'm finna blow
Like a bomb
Like trump
I'm presidential
Inauguration
Bomb the haters
Feels so greater
I’ve been degraded
Sitting home alone
Writing into the future
My sound much greater than all
But peace love positivity
There a hole in me
But don't get it twisted
Fuck with me
And I'll fuck with you
That's my rule yeah
That's my
That's my
Rule
Yeah

[Chorus: YoungKale]
No sleep for me
No sleep for me yeah yeah
No sleep for us
No sleep for us yeah yeah
No sleep for me
No sleep for us
Yeah
Ay
Young kale
Urban hazard
Yeah
Ay Ay

[Verse: Müdi]
Sittin in the studio
Drinking Brisk
Whip this beat with a whisk
Grab the Amex hit a line
Hit the beat like it's mine
I pop off from time to time
Cause you know I like to rhyme
And I've always got the shine
Pray to god-like it's a shrine
I am God's gift
Between us, there's a rift

[Verse: UrbanHazard]
Yeah
There's a rift between us
And I feel it faded
Like I'm relocating
Present tense and past tense
It's always there
I'm hella faded
Writing through the times
Counting hundreds
I can see it through the future
Like a psychic

I'm a psychic
Cause I write quick
And your girl rides a bike like a dike bitch
Yeah