Sleep Talking

I be chatting in my sleep
Had to keep my stuff in order
Now my Tesla talking slick, look like
A transformer
I'm in prime like Optimus, my boy you out of time
Beg or choosers, imma take that ___
And make it mine
I'm a modest rapper
(SORRY)
I'm an honest man
(SIKE)
I'm the type quit my job and rap like new saran
(FINE)
I'm the type to tap your wifey in her new sedan
Before I make a band
Dreaming at my music stand
I will rock any style for my hair and I feel like I can too
Making that rubber stretch, make some rubber knots
I can cover my bands too
Never liked the front lines so
I'm Running through BackWoods
I hope they sparking they're grass good
Ion wanna see niggas get cooked

(pick a side or pick a vice)

(yes or no they're up the flight)

Sorry mom if I be speaking when I'm catching Zs and
Sorry Dad if I wore Nikes with Adidas
I'm a stressed ass mother freaker
Fuck you think I'm smoking reefer for
I be talking shit when I be dreaming
I be dreaming
I be

How you gon roast me for tryna be famous?
Begging for likes on your posts
But don't try to follow your dreams
I'll be here serving a toast
Niggas acting like they not even trying
I see it as doing the most
Wanting to rap just to ride in a phantom?
Show the work
And they going ghost
So yeah
I'm bout' a boast
Scope out of Philly
See Cinny as Billie GOAT
Cooligans bolted a family
Now they a
Battery back of me zapping the volts
Think that I'll live in the light, cause they
Moves looking grim like Billy and Mandy
My ego dreaming be sweeter than candy
I'm watching me rap at the Grammys
While trying to host
This my prime time
In my prime time
All these rhymes
Stuck inside my mind?
Or in my timeline
Will I pop out first in line
Or will I age like fine wine
Straight stressing in reality
In here I'll just recline
Trouble call I just decline
Strings attached?, bitch
I'll cut that shit like twine
Need the finest finest finest
Until nobody's left
Maybe they won't be walking
Thinking I'm packing the wealth
Eh? Maybe I'm sleep talking
Started retracing my breaths

(pick a side or pick a vice)

(yes or no they're up the flight)
Sorry mom if I be speaking when I'm catching Zs and
Sorry Dad if I wore Nikes with Adidas
I'm a stressed ass mother freaker
Fuck you think I'm smoking reefer for
I be talking shit when I be dreaming
I be dreaming
I be
If you hear me sleep talking
Sorry mom if I be speaking when I'm catching Zs and
Sorry Dad if I wore Nikes with Adidas
If you hear me sleep talking
I ain't mean it
I ain't mean it
Yo I'm sorry

So sorry
I'm sorry
Fuck



Credits
Writer(s): Darien Hatcher
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