Stack Souloh - Insomnia

I be up smoking early in the morning, I got insomnia I'm just trying to get rich with me and my niggas, we gon' run it up
Thinking about the ways I'm finna get rich, I need my money up
I'm high as fuck everyday, I'm off of the drugs, I just might overdose
Any nigga that try to block my shot, I'm shooting over those
Feeling like Lil Wayne, back in 08, where the cash at?
But he ain't had that money on him, so he hit me through the cash out
Ain't nobody on earth that's realer than Souloh, that's a snapple fact

Off white with the Iridium, nigga, this designer, so it don't gotta match
All of my niggas be rolling up wood after wood after wood, so we don't gotta match
Better be humble, cause when I take your spot, you know you ain't getting it back All of my niggas out here, they know I'm trying to get rich, they need to relax
When you got a case pending, lawyer tell you ain't no speaking on that
I only tell the truth when I hop on the beat, oh, it ain't no speaking on tracks
I know you just got your head done, bitch, but ain't no keeping on tracks
When I hit from the back, I got her tapping out, she said she need a rematch

My wood ain't need a rematch, and I just put some exotic in that
Did some lean, no hypnotic in that I'm high as fuck, bitch, I'm off of the map
Gun in the backpack, backpack, don't wanna see what I got in the mag
I'm finna fuck, so I get me a mag
yeah Tryna pull up in the Jag, yeah
I'm tryna get me a bag, yeah, yeah

Written by:
Devonte Roundtree

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