you kno what it is ive been on my shit u hardly legit gone with the wind behind 5% tint might slide wit ya bitch destined to win put my all in this shit had to grind like a bitch sleep walkin again im possesed with this shit wont let up or quit All work no play beast mode kill the game like i got a cheat code fuck these pussy nigga mad at me for shoot a clip at everything like B roll roll the piff now im floatin out the ozone tryna ball and stack it up in different time zones if aint about the money catch a dial tone im still cookin in the kitchen leave the eye on I deserve everything I own M.O.B. nigga thats what im on it be close ones you gotta keep an eye on on your way up they praying for down fall when i was down and out you couldnt make one call thats why my attitude now is like fuck em all made the most out the hand I was dealt off now we slide like mardi gras wit the top off tryna live out my dreams call it sleepwalk action louder than the words quit the cheap talk run it up crack the code to the bank vault last night blur full of haze thoughts tryna catch a vibe she just got her feelings caught left the street full of fog when burned off put it in the air preparing for lift off counting money not sheep when I drift off back and forth up and down 35 had to bring it back to make the city come alive kept my eyes on the prize and never compromised trying times had to keep it on the waistside dead weight had to drop it on the on the way side trill spill never slippin on the bassline feeling euphoric while im staring at skyline sleepwalkin in a daze on a tight line told me and mine we was gonna be fine pacing out the marathon to the finish line you create whats in ya mind over due time we gone ball 1st down on the 20 line yea still sleep walkin money stalkin on the grind like tony hawks wit it micro managing the lyrics ima boss wit it close ya eyes and like brail you can still feel it