Luyện nghe bài hát Woke Up

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
God I woke up

Tryna get it day
a hundred mill 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 woke up, woke up, thank God I up
Wifey at home but Im living life like we up
You hit the hood and post up, Im gon get it til Im rich
My hands dirty, my gross up, my money doing the toe
Thats stretched out, til Im in the back, stretched out, Ace
Cause Im decked out, whole with me
Need a 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 this crib, gon start to think about cribs
dealt with real life too long, now its time to live
Respect out the D, had a pot to pee in
Now Im at the Coliseum, lil gotta see him
Tryna be him, you how to follow vision, real nigga
Politician, bad bitch, swallowtician, get it
Yea (yea), last night I lost all
Ima wake my ass up, get it all back, God

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

Tryna get it day
Make a mill 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 killing shit, I gotta say, my pit blue, my buffs gray
With a hint of white, sipping white, living like I wont see the night
A playa like Pinky, when Im in the game, I TD
And Im all my dollars, dollars, dollars, thats 3D
I up with a bad bitch by my side
Last night, I was so drunk, I high
week, I was so high, I felt 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 to free, thats AJ tone, whats my name
Whats my bitch? Sayitaintone, what she saying? Sayitaintone
Who playing? Sayitaintone, fuck sleep that 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 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 up
Boy its to get it
to the window, saw the city
Thank God I up
like the mothafuckin realest
Living but its time to make a
Thank God I up

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

every day that I wake, I say grace for my cake
Ima do dessert first, I even gotta wait
Yea, when I hit the mall, I hit that bitch in the
God be so good to me, I just gotta 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 bank
Im foolay, my got bootay, ooh I love the way
I up, my dough up, I got out, I go nuts
I out, I blow up, I ball out, I po up
Ok its Early Mac off in this ho, tailor-made coat
Watch me take it to the bank and 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 realest
Living but its time to make a
Thank God I up