Luyện nghe bài hát Woke Up

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

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

I woke up, woke up, thank God I up
Wifey at home but Im living life we broke up
You hit the hood and post up, Im gon get it til Im rich
My hands dirty, my gross up, my money the toe touch
stretched 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 mo ass and less mouth
Cause when they see that whip, start to think about kids
Man, when they see this crib, they gon start to about cribs
Been dealt with real life too long, now its to live
Respect out the D, had a pot to pee in
Now Im at the Coliseum, lil niggas see him
Tryna be him, show you how to vision, real nigga
Politician, bad bitch, swallowtician, get it
Yea (yea), night I lost all that
Ima wake my ass up, get it all back, God

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

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

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

Tryna get it day
a hundred mill and run away, way, way
(I up)
Tell these fuck boys gotta pay
Tryna a hundred mill 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 like the realest
Living but its time to make a
God I woke up

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

Like every day I wake, I say grace for my cake
Ima do dessert first, I dont even gotta
Yea, when I hit the mall, I hit that bitch in the
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
Bruce Wayne, Im saving the day, and Im getting bank
Im foolay, my bitch got bootay, ooh I the way
I up, my dough up, I got out, I go nuts
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
to the window, saw the city
Thank God I up
Feeling like the mothafuckin
but its time to make a killing
Thank God I up