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DJ Khaled
DJ Khaled
Stimme und Gesang
Busta Rhymes
Busta Rhymes
Stimme und Gesang
Cee-Lo
Cee-Lo
Stimme und Gesang
Ester Dean
Ester Dean
Stimme und Gesang
The Game
The Game
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
DJ Khaled
DJ Khaled
Songwriter:in
Thomas Callaway
Thomas Callaway
Songwriter:in
John Taylor
John Taylor
Songwriter:in
Kelly Sheehan
Kelly Sheehan
Songwriter:in
Nate Hills
Nate Hills
Songwriter:in
Trevor Smith
Trevor Smith
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ben Diehl
Ben Diehl
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Lu Diaz
Lu Diaz
Mischtechniker:in
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Derek Garcia
Derek Garcia
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Nate Hills
Nate Hills
Produzent:in

Lyrics

About to change the game
DJ Khaled
We the best forever
Cash Money, Young Money
I'm for real about this shit
Let's go
I'm counting my time, 'cause my time is my money (yeah)
The sun goes down, but I won't stop for nothing (yeah)
Why close my eyes? I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone, sleep when I'm gone (gone)
I'm looking at the clock like yeah, yeah
Naps to my trash, yeah, yeah ('cause time's on my side so)
Why close my eyes? I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone, sleep when I'm gone
Yeah, they say sleep is the cousin of death, guess we related
'Cause I'm the most slept on and the most hated
Hated, hated by **** with no hustle
Staring at me in the club like I won't bust you
In the face with this Spades, life is a card game
And I'm playing Spades, gambling with y'all change
Fucking basketball wives while you at away games
Really fucking basketball wives; ain't gotta say names
Whole body tatted like a New York City freight train
**** get to barking, put a bullet in the Great Dane
Try me, end up like, "Why me?"
Team full of animals like I coach the Heat
Four floor mansion, close to the beach
Six car garage, that's how I'm supposed to eat
In Miami, rolling up kush on boat decks
Flagging down the waitress, waving my Rolex
I'm counting my time, 'cause my time is my money (yeah)
The sun goes down, but I won't stop for nothing (yeah)
Why close my eyes? I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone, sleep when I'm gone (gone)
I'm looking at the clock like yeah, yeah
Naps to my trash, yeah, yeah ('cause time's on my side so)
Why close my eyes? I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone, sleep when I'm gone
Yo, I done survive the test of time doing this shit so long
And only rest to rise again homie, I sleep when I'm gone
Look, a legend while I'm prime, so current and they hate this
The streets classified me as another level of greatness
I don't fight for crowns at all, I let wack **** bitch
And let 'em flip while they debate on who the king of this shit
Listen, see I don't waste time debating over them things
Because I'm God motherfucker, God create kings, bust it
I'm hearing that a lot of **** mad through the grapevine
Piano sounding beautiful and sad at the same time
The feeling at a funeral, so study you ****
Khaled provide the theme music while I bury you ****
See now there's no escaping the God, you better find a getaway
'Fore I start wiling like Haitians and Jamaicans when it's Labor Day
Khaled, every time you know, we gotta make 'em love it
Realize that everything is hotter when we touch it
I'm counting my time, 'cause my time is my money (yeah)
The sun goes down, but I won't stop for nothing (yeah)
Why close my eyes? I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone, sleep when I'm gone (gone)
I'm looking at the clock like yeah, yeah
Naps to my trash, yeah, yeah ('cause time's on my side so)
Why close my eyes? I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone, sleep when I'm gone
Ayo, Khaled let this shit breathe
Spoiled little rich ****, that's me
Smoke coming out the sunroof, blowing on hashish
Can't stop now 'cause I'm in too deep
One point five wired every two weeks
**** wanna kill me, let the shells fall out
Life insurance and plates, my kids gon' ball out
They kids gon' ball out, 20 years from now, pulling cars out
You gon' think cocaine getting hauled out
X getting shipped in
Crystal meth getting dipped in all cause you let a **** slip in
Aftermath, '05, G-Unit, '06
Everything else is gymnastics, watch the dough flip
Sitting on the couch, smoking up memories
Pouring Jack Daniel's, toast to my enemies
Fuck beef, ****, I ain't got the energy
Take the last shot to the dome, John Kennedy
I'm counting my time, 'cause my time is my money (yeah)
The sun goes down, but I won't stop for nothing (yeah)
Why close my eyes? I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone, sleep when I'm gone (gone)
I'm looking at the clock like yeah, yeah
Naps to my trash, yeah, yeah ('cause time's on my side so)
Why close my eyes? I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone, sleep when I'm gone
Written by: DJ Khaled, John Taylor, K. Sheenan, N. Hills, T. Smith, Thomas Callaway
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