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You woke up way better
Way better the day you did before
You got the whole world in the palm of hands
You had to let it go

DJ C-Money in motherfucker, La Familia
Gang, we global now

Got my t-shirt crazy, I'm goin' money crazy
All this money confiscatin' ain't no
All it took was patience Niggas still hatin
Mo' and mo' problems, ain't no imitatin'
Glock 40, lemme squeeze, why you better it
Strippers, money, weed, Young Future I it
Like when I was sellin nigga I'm still hungry
million, all hundreds, got em all on me

Hell ya, bout that lifestyle, products on me now
Had to pay my off cuz nigga I don't do trial
I don't do trial, you can keep your comments
I be this money, bout to fuckin vomit
30 on my stomach, me how bad do you want it?
what I'm rockin', Alexander got me cocky
All that damn finessin' and I took off like the
All that damn stressin' and a start progressin'
yeah

Got my t-shirt game crazy, I'm goin' money
All this money confiscatin' no imitatin
All it took was some patience Niggas hatin
Mo' money and mo' problems, ain't no
Glock 40, squeeze, why you better tote it
Strippers, money, weed, Future I promote it
Like I was sellin rocks nigga I'm still hungry
million, all hundreds, got em all on me

Ain't no nigga, ain't no sympathy nigga!
You remember me nigga, know you me nigga!
I'ma whip up in them make you envy me nigga
I'm gone whip up in them foreigns you envy me nigga
I got that sack out the front door and I went through the back
I was fucked up and starvin', I go right in that trap
I'm to sell me some yayo, I gotta jug out in Clay Co
I won't wear em no more, if shoes a day old
See I consist and I am, see I and I am
I woke up in that Bugatti, went and bought me Lambs
That's an Aventador nigga, that cost a hundred a
I went so hard in the streets, I'm bout to me a feast

Got my t-shirt game crazy, I'm goin' crazy
All this confiscatin' ain't no imitatin
All it took was some patience, Niggas hatin
Mo' and mo' problems, ain't no imitatin'
Glock 40, lemme squeeze, why you tote it
Strippers, money, weed, Young Future I it
Like when I was sellin nigga I'm still hungry
million, all hundreds, got em all on me