Sleep walking

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 seating in my room and I can't see more 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 nigga 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]