Uh, fuck that, I’m so irrational,
You lil’ niggas lower cased I’m all about my capitol,
You could ball hog shorty, she aint even passable,
You niggas just rap music, my shit type classical,
Got a million problems, which means you got a million and one,
If I aint a one of one, boy I’m second to none,
If I aint a God, then I’m 2nd to Nuns,
I track and field tracks, and I lead the run,
Keep up, hot boy girls freeze up,
Guy too fly, you niggas get your breeze up,
Mile Heights in the building nigga sorry your lease up,
My niggas straight, will never ever crease up,
M-H-C gon feast up, you niggas starve out,
Dig in that pussy, baby you gets carved out,
Then she gets the punt, sorry baby you get kicked out,
You lil’ niggas not fly, fuck around get plucked out,
And I always hit, never struck out,
Call L’sz tell him bring the truck out, pick up bitches with their butts out,
In the back seat hit her back seat then nut out,
Don’t worry what happened mind your business, but out,
I don’t know what it is but I always bring the s***s out,
Swear the swag is a gift, still get cursed out,
Outfit so sick bring the nurse out,
If that aint a real Birkin bag don’t dare bring that purse out,
Either way, kill the club scene bring the Hurst out,
Since we killing tell the waitress to bring the Rose out,
Champagne for av, I’ll take the Henny,
I’ma piss for days, we’re drinking plenty,
Imack then I take shorty to the iPad,
I’m stupid drunk this the best s** I’ve had,
I’ma probably need a new bed end it off with shorty
Drooling on me giving me sleepy head. Uh.

Verse 2

Uh… And we’re all sleepy heads we keep chasing these dreams,
I’ma keep running drills with my team, M-H-C,
How ironic our dreams are what keep us awake,
But I won’t sleep til my fam’s at my wake, uh,
The meek shall inherit, so I’m a Dream Chaser,
I just follow my heart like a pacer,
You boys sleeping on me are in for a rude awakening,
I’m bringing hell on earth, no forsaking,
Millionaires in the making it’s just a long process,
Just wish there was a short cut out the nonsense,
I gotta get to it quicker,
Chasing these fat asses are getting my pockets slimmer,
I keep chasing the glimmer, I just wanna shine,
But bills won’t let me be great neither will time,
This life is a nightmare, shit is deep,
Sleepy heads, dreams won’t let me sleep,
Dreams won’t let me sleep…
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