Issue No 107 Sleep Walkin Lyrics


Sleep Walkin' by Issue No. 107

(Intro)
What's happening?
It's Guwop!
I got these niggas, niggas with me
Turn up!

(Verse)
I'm daydreaming, thinkin bout a million
Tryna rob my bank, 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

(Hook x2)
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)
Okay, now I got uzzi on the phone with the paper
I could point at you, see every move on surveillance
Boy I'm getting faded, bad bitch on top of me
Like they from Decatur, I could never hate you
Zone 6 neighbors, zone 6 racers
Riding round in the Bentley, zone 6 stormin with the Mac Miller like Tunechi
I was skippin school, all the best girls makin movies
Rest in peace to Lil and my nigga was the coolest (rest in peace)
Believe that, I grind for real
You know I'm sleep walkin like a motherfucker, you don't know how Shawty feel
Keep going hard like a motherfucker
What's up without a deal
And I'm real, and I'm here
Call Gucci for the kill

(Hook x2)
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)
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

(Hook x2)
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

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