Sleep Walkin'

[Intro: Gucci Mane] What’s happening? It’s Guwop! I got these niggas, niggas with me Turn up! [Verse 1: Young Scooter] I’m daydreaming, thinkin bout a million Tryna run my bands, taller than the ceiling James Brown, bout that money I got the feeling That I make a lot of money, they wanna kill me Now I’m sleep talkin, geeked up off that bitch molly Now I’m sleep countin, thumb through a half a million $ In the club, fell asleep, 100 in my pocket Keep some shooters with me and I know the robbers watching I’m a taker, they ain’t never took shit out my body Except that nigga hitter, I could say he got me I’m just playin with yo brain, nigga don’t believe it You know that was a throw nigga when I was dreaming [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Sleep talkin, talkin in my damn sleep Sleep walkin, trippin over my damn feet Sweet talkin, sweep her off her damn feet She say she lost, she can’t find herself [Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan] Talk about a ?, Im a fool with the paper I could point at you, see every move on surveillance Boy I’m getting Kd up, bad bitch pimp with me Like they from Decatur, I could never hate you Zone 6 neighbors, zone 6 raised me Riding round in the Dually, zone 6 school me With the Mac there like Gucci I was skippin school, on the back steps makin movies Rest in peace to Lil Ant, my nigga was the coolest (rest in peace) When he died, I cried forreal I’m sleep walkin like a motherfucker, you don’t know how Shawty feel Keep going hard like a motherfucker We'll throw up 30 bills And I’m real, and I’m here Call Gucci for the kill [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Sleep talkin, talkin in my damn sleep Sleep walkin, trippin over my damn feet Sweet talkin, sweep her off her damn feet She say she lost, she can’t find herself [Verse 3: Gucci Mane] Woke up with yo baby mama, what the fuck? I used to run with yo baby brother, I gives a fuck And yo big sister catchin nothing, yea she a slut Woke up or I am asleep on South Beach I’m sippin mud, I’m smoking gas, I got it bad Sleep walkin my day job and this bitch keep out those dollars cash Keep touring, I took your girl to dinner – it was boring She was gorgeous but baby got er thinkin I was snoring I’m in Europe, I’m sippin syrup I’m in the foreign, it’s zone 6’s 5 o’clock but here it’s like it’s morning Yea we ballin, we ball so hard that all my niggas know I sleep with cold chick cuz I’m a sleepwalker, this a warning [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Sleep talkin, talkin in my damn sleep Sleep walkin, trippin over my damn feet Sweet talkin, sweep her off her damn feet She say she lost, she can’t find herself I’ll show you baby