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
but its time to make a killing
Thank God I up

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

I woke up, woke up, thank God I up
Wifey at home but Im living life like we up
You hit the hood and up, Im gon get it til Im filthy rich
My dirty, my gross up, my money doing the toe touch
Thats stretched out, til Im in the back, out, drinking Ace
Cause Im decked out, whole with me
Need a guest house, yea a guest
Lately I been getting mo ass and less mouth
Cause they see that whip, they 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 to live
out the D, hardly had a pot to pee in
Now Im at the Coliseum, lil gotta see him
Tryna be him, show you how to follow vision, real
Politician, bad bitch, swallowtician, get it
Yea (yea), last 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
Living but its to make a killing
God I woke up

Tryna get it day
Make a 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 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 like Pinky, when Im in the game, I TD
And Im all my dollars, dollars, dollars, thats 3D
I wake up a bad bitch by my side
Last night, I was so drunk, I felt
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, reggaeton
Get it to free, thats AJ tone, whats my name
my name bitch? Sayitaintone, what she saying? Sayitaintone
Who they playing? Sayitaintone, fuck sleep that too long!

I up
Boy its to get it
Walking to the window, saw the
Thank God I up
Feeling like the mothafuckin
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 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
Thank God I up

I woke up this
at the city that raised me
I can get it all now
And go get everything never gave me

Like every day that I wake, I say 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 good to me, I gotta stop and pray
By the way, my jewelry appraised, its a K
On the lake, Im out of the state, at my
Like Bruce Wayne, Im 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 up, I ball out, I po up
Ok its Early Mac off in this ho, designer 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
God I woke up
Feeling like the mothafuckin
Living but its to make a killing
Thank God I up