Luyện nghe bài hát Woke Up

I up
Boy its to get it
Walking to the window, saw the
Thank God I up
Feeling the mothafuckin realest
Living but its time to a killing
God I woke up

Tryna get it day
Make a hundred and run away, way, way
(I up)
these fuck boys they gotta pay
Tryna make a hundred and run away, way, way
(I up)

I woke up, woke up, God I woke up
at home but Im living life like we broke up
You hit the hood and up, Im gon get it til Im filthy rich
My hands dirty, my gross up, my money doing the toe
Thats out, til Im in the back, stretched out, drinking Ace
Cause Im out, whole hood with me
a guest house, yea a guest house
Lately I been getting like mo ass and mouth
Cause when they see that whip, start to think about kids
Man, when they see this crib, they gon start to think about
Been dealt with real life too long, now its time to
out the D, hardly had a pot to pee in
Now Im at the Coliseum, lil niggas see him
be him, show you how to follow vision, real nigga
Politician, bad bitch, swallowtician, get it
Yea (yea), night I lost all that
Ima my ass up, get it all back, thank God

I up
Boy its to get it
Walking to the window, saw the
God I woke up
Feeling like the mothafuckin
but its time to make a killing
Thank God I up

Tryna get it day
Make a hundred and run away, way, way
(I up)
Tell these fuck boys they pay
make a hundred mill and run away, way, way
(I up)

I been killing shit, I say, my pit blue, my buffs gray
With a hint of white, sipping Henny white, like I wont see the night
A real playa like Pinky, Im in the game, I TD
And Im all my dollars, dollars, dollars, thats 3D
I wake up a bad bitch by my side
night, I was so drunk, I felt high
Last week, I was so high, I drunk
I got a bitch so bad, I gotta hit the front
I fuck Kim K hoes, thats Jay Ye tone, smoking weed, reggaeton
Get it next to free, thats AJ tone, whats my
Whats my name bitch? Sayitaintone, she saying? Sayitaintone
Who they playing? Sayitaintone, fuck sleep take too long!

I up
Boy its to get it
Walking to the window, saw the
Thank God I up
like the mothafuckin realest
Living but its time to a killing
Thank God I up

get it every day
Make a hundred and run away, way, way
(I up)
Tell these fuck boys they pay
Tryna make a hundred and run away, way, way
(I up)

I up
Boy its to get it
to the window, saw the city
Thank God I up
Feeling the mothafuckin realest
Living but its to make a killing
Thank God I up

I up this morning
Looking at the city raised me
I can get it all now
And go get they never gave me

every day that I wake, I say grace for my cake
Ima do dessert first, I even gotta wait
Yea, I hit the mall, I hit that bitch in the face
God be so to me, I just gotta stop and pray
By the way, my appraised, its a couple K
On the lake, Im out of the state, at my
Like Wayne, Im saving the day, and Im getting bank
Im foolay, my bitch got bootay, ooh I the way
I woke up, my dough up, I got out, I go
I show out, I blow up, I out, I po up
Ok its Early Mac off in this ho, tailor-made coat
me take it to the bank and deposit a pot of gold
Im

I up
Boy its to get it
Walking to the window, saw the
Thank God I up
Feeling the mothafuckin realest
Living but its to make a killing
God I woke up