A real legends undergrounds king shit 
I wake up in the morning sometimes I don't need 
this just stay away from my lips 
'cause she eat dick, forty count on my head 
we can in the beef quick 
I put fifty on the road and let the ay see blah 
I'm just seating in my room and I can't see more 
I'm counting money with wales and real factions like rich 
I'm in the streets like the square jar that doesn't exist 
my name is good in the air I'm at the mention with nice 
two aces spare gold, magnum bottle on ice 
I'm in Ohio for weeks, we ain't in being freeze 
yeah flooded with weed so I flew in the cream 
I got shut town next on my list, 
twenty bricks in the dudge make a car, make a sent me to chips 
I get drunk and black out and jsut trying forget 
on the shit I deal with the key I good weed lip 
I got famous in the streets they say you don't need rap 
they just love the girl scow in the OG PACK 
H town, great towns back on grabble was then 
I'm in the ass class benz pulling up to Miran 
next shining like a disco bar 
he taught me how to rip up..
my whole click got the chips up high 
champagne money for real 
two gram for the mill, new pet in the grill 
I'm talking brand new land, cush plans by the feel 
a lot of brand new hands out after the deal 

Hook:
I'm sleep walking, running from faces I see orphans 
sometimes I feel lost don't wanna wake up in the cuffin 
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 the cuffin 
maybe I'm numb from the game now 
'cause I don't feel nothing from the pain now 
I'm sleep walking yeah 

It's the ghost with the burner in the ay 
probably holdin on the burn up in the bay 
cookies a sure burn up I wanna burn up every day 
sweet walking never could shake the streets orphan 
guns as attached couldn't take this piece often 
you know that boy need a piece pipe paper 
dutches 'cause he's right by the street lights 
they wanna go on, they wanna go off 
they could bout the money in the sheet he could show off 
nice car, nice watch, I'ma life pot to my life stop 
you know the ghost be on the heavy shit 
earn baby earn and get a nigga a trippy stick 
a sleep walking I'm walking in my sleep 
mother fucking I'm rapping on cuffin 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 the cuffin 
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 the cuffin 
maybe I'm numb from the game now 
'cause I don't feel nothing from the pain now 
I'm sleep walking yeah 

I sleep walk with the ghost three bags in my coat 
I slap em in the faces and take the forty count as throw
I'm MW bound two bricks in the boat 
and got this little bitch trippin off the shit that I smoke 
and deep south too turn fuckin I'm young 
I only like it one time unless it's good with the tongue 
I keep shit, weed leat, shit dutches and road 
I take a quarter mill cashin fuck it I love 
I'm with two white girls on the bitch on Brasil 
drinking plum in my dreaming ain't no way this is real 
I got my stone shitting crazy and the sunlight 
you only live one life, three suns 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 I sleep 

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