Insomniac Dreaming

[Verse 1: Paris Pershun] Get a scoop, a double dose of it Basking in the ambiance of robbin' another Make one scream for the unseen, unfortunately Hands don't raise, but I still get praise Fly lyrics on exhibit as they rip the runway Taking off, not at all, I don't get paid to strip So every day I dip like it's my last Hoping that this feeling of wrong won't last too long Mean talk with a mean walk ought to be taught How not to get caught in that jelly Found in the bellies of disaster, poetic Jumping out of every window screaming, "Message!" Blessings in disguise, covered eyes in this masquerade Man, I wish I woulda seen the face, as always My mind moving too fast, but still arrive too late Virgo with the mind of a Gemini, we straight Two heads always better than one That's why we come second to none, give it a run They dreams chasing' them, but they run, niggas is dumb Y'all continue to have fun, my message is none [Hook] I don't wanna be famous, I just wanna be well off Keep my bank account bangin', take care of those I care about Fuck a Maybach, we just keep swangin' the 'lac (Right) These the thoughts of a black insomniac (Goddamn) [Verse 2: Slim Gravy] Just started writing didn't know where to begin Jot a couple lines then start over again, then again The line was tight, the time was right Is, the lime of light gon' shine tonight? Dig, we got a show, I got a flow And a couple fans, used to wanna hustle pants, studio Love is tough, when 'bout the peace I use it for improvement, others use it to decease I live for it, they die by it No beefin', that's why I diet No thiefin', now I buy it Was committing more than theft, my golly Yeah I'll prolly be better off doin' this 'stead of that Trapped in some trap, way heavy off in the mix Got raps on top of raps Tryna make some sense and put Dallas on the map [Hook] [Verse 3: Slim Gravy] What if I was to make it, riches now, boy I'm bankin' Bitches all in my bidness, drowning' in money, sinkin' I'm frowning' and wonderin', thinkin' about this life I'm living Another day, another dolla, I live my wishes I triumph through expeditions, I woulda never thunk it I made it, but now like, "Fuck it," I hate it, but love attention Outrageous, a bunch of women know me now, they owe me now But I don't even stress it, I just take a puff and blow it out Proportion, needs my portion, every penny, fuck a Porsche, Lamborghini I am forced to ask this Genie, "Why me?" I ain't ask for that, asthma attacks, I just wanna breathe Bring ambulance, ambulance, 1, 2, 3, clear Money's my motivation, living's my occupation My new hobby is waiting, and I'm probably impatient But I do it for this, cop a couple of cribs A couple of whips [Hook]