Gucci Mane, Rich Homie Quan, Young Scooter - Sleep Walkin' lyrics

What’s happening? It’s Guwop!
I got these niggas, niggas with me turn up!

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

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

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

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

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

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