A real legend's underground king shit
I wake up in the morning sometimes like "I don't need
This" and stay away from my lips
Cause she eat dick, forty count on my hip
We can end the beef quick
I put fifty on the road and let the AC blow
I'm just sitting in my room out in KC MO
I'm counting money with wales I'm real factors like rich
I'm in the streets like the square job doesn't exist
My name is good in the air I'm at the mansion with nice
Two aces spare gold, magnum bottle on ice
I'm in Ohio for weeks, me Ampi and Freeze
Yeah I flooded it with weed so I flew in the cream
I got Chi-town next on my list
Twenty bricks in the Dodge make a call, make her send me the chips
I get drunk and black out and just try forget
All the shit I deal with the keep I good weed lit
I got famous in the streets they say you don't need rap
They just love the girl scout and the og pack
H-town, great pounds back when grabble was in
I'm in the S class benz pulling up to Marin
Neck shining like a disco ball
E taught me how to rip up raw
My whole click got their chips up now
Champagne money for real
Two gram for the mill, new pet in the grill
I'm talking brand new land, kush plants by the field
A lot of brand new hands out after the deal
Hook:
I'm sleep walking, running from faces I see often
Sometimes I feel lost don't wanna wake up in a coffin
Maybe I'm numb from the game now
Cause I don't feel nothing from the pain now
I'm sleep walking, looking at pictures but they ain't talking
Sometimes I feel lost, don't wanna wake up in a coffin
Maybe I'm numb from the game now
Cause I don't feel nothing from the pain now
I'm sleep walking yeah

[Styles P]
It's the ghost with the Berner in the bay
Probably holdin on the burner in the bay
Cookies and sherbert I wanna burn it every day
Sleep walking never could shake the streets off him
Gun is attached couldn't take his piece off him
You know that boy need a piece, pipe, paper or
Dutches cause he's right by the street lights
They wanna go on, they wanna go off
Think about the money in the sheet he could show off
Nice car, nice watch, I'ma like pot to my life stop
You know the ghost be on the hippie shit
Burn baby burn and get a n***a a trippy stick
I'm sleep walking I'm walking in my sleep
Mother fucking I'm rapping, I'm coughing on the beat is sleep
Hook:
I'm sleep walking, running from faces I see orphans
Sometimes I feel lost don't wanna wake up in a coffin
Maybe I'm numb from the game now
Cause I don't feel nothing from the pain now
I'm sleep walking, looking at pictures but they ain't talking
Sometimes I feel lost don't wanna wake up in a coffin
Maybe I'm numb from the game now
Cause I don't feel nothing from the pain now
I'm sleep walking

I sleep walk with the ghost three bags in my coat
I slap 'em in the faces and take the forty count on his throat
I'm NY bound two bricks in the boat
And got this little bitch trippin off the shit that I smoke
And deep south too turns, fuck it I'm young
I only like it one time unless she's good with her tongue
I keep shit, weed lit, yeah dutches and raw
I take a quarter mill cash and fuck it a lot
I'm with two white girls on the beach in Brazil
Drinking rum in my dream ain't no way this is real
I got my stones hitting crazy in the sunlight
You only live one life, threesomes and gun fights
All I need is one light, past me the smoke I'm chill out
Until it's my time to go
This time feel yeah I'm feelin like this life is a joke
So I pull my weed out, break it down
Light up and smoke
[Hook]