Luyện nghe bài hát Woke Up

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 make a
Thank God I up

Tryna get it day
a hundred mill 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 woke up, woke up, God I woke up
Wifey at 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 the toe touch
Thats out, til Im in the back, stretched out, drinking Ace
Cause Im decked out, whole hood me
a guest house, yea a guest house
Lately I been like mo ass and less mouth
Cause when they see whip, they start to think about kids
Man, when they see crib, they gon start to think about cribs
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
Tryna be him, you how to follow vision, real nigga
Politician, bad bitch, swallowtician, get it
Yea (yea), last night I all that
Ima my ass up, get it all back, thank God

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

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

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

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

I up this morning
Looking at the city raised me
I can get it all now
And go get everything they gave me

Like day that I wake, I say grace for my cake
Ima do dessert first, I dont gotta wait
Yea, when I hit the mall, I hit that in the face
God be so good to me, I gotta stop and pray
By the way, my appraised, its a couple K
On the lake, Im out of the state, at my
Like Bruce Wayne, Im saving the day, and Im getting
Im foolay, my got bootay, ooh I love 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 Mac off in this ho, tailor-made designer coat
Watch me take it to the 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 the mothafuckin realest
but its time to make a killing
Thank God I up