Sleep Walkin Mozzy
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[Verse 1]
Ayy, we done came a long way, traveled down the wrong way
They ain't find no shell cases, thankful for the cold case
Thankful for the prostitutes assumin' that we soulmate
Thankful for the big homie, coached me through the dope game
Boogers clutter both chains, Euros huggin' both lanes
Caught up in this style of livin', couldn't if I want to change
Hang out on the porch with yay, out on bail, forced to pray
God is good, God is great, I thank you for another day
Thank you for this hundred K, thank you for my girly face
I was too broke to ever visualize the world this way
Trapped inside a world of pain, I trapped for every quarter gained
I don't do this shit for fame, bitch, I do this shit for gang
Since when I go against the grain? Gave them niggas sticks to bang
Helped them niggas get them chains and showed the hood a different way
Bust it down and divvy-ate it, everybody seein' paper
I just want to see you make it, incubators 80 baby
[Chorus]
One up top ahky, somethin' stocky in the choppy
Fat wally for bradaski, off a Oxy, bet he mop him
Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy, sleep walkin'
Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy sleep walkin'
One up top ahky, somethin' stocky in the choppy
Fat wally for bradaski, off a Oxy, bet he mop him
Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy, sleep walkin'
Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy sleep walkin'
Ayy, we done came a long way, traveled down the wrong way
They ain't find no shell cases, thankful for the cold case
Thankful for the prostitutes assumin' that we soulmate
Thankful for the big homie, coached me through the dope game
Boogers clutter both chains, Euros huggin' both lanes
Caught up in this style of livin', couldn't if I want to change
Hang out on the porch with yay, out on bail, forced to pray
God is good, God is great, I thank you for another day
Thank you for this hundred K, thank you for my girly face
I was too broke to ever visualize the world this way
Trapped inside a world of pain, I trapped for every quarter gained
I don't do this shit for fame, bitch, I do this shit for gang
Since when I go against the grain? Gave them niggas sticks to bang
Helped them niggas get them chains and showed the hood a different way
Bust it down and divvy-ate it, everybody seein' paper
I just want to see you make it, incubators 80 baby
[Chorus]
One up top ahky, somethin' stocky in the choppy
Fat wally for bradaski, off a Oxy, bet he mop him
Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy, sleep walkin'
Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy sleep walkin'
One up top ahky, somethin' stocky in the choppy
Fat wally for bradaski, off a Oxy, bet he mop him
Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy, sleep walkin'
Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy sleep walkin'
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