Wake Em Up

9 These niggas still sleep
Shhhhh

I got so much faith that shit up to my neck
I aint tryin hard I aint breakin a sweat
I want a rollie on my wrist and I put ice on my neck
Clean as whistle brodie blowin the tech
Niggas talkin hard they send a threat
I aint hearing its just all in they head
High above these niggas I aint sippin on med
He mad I poked his bitch just like needles n thread
Living by the rules and u go by simon says
Already know that my bitch bad I put brazilian on her head
Ima go by off his action I aint gon go by what he said
Cuz these niggas soft as bears ima call these niggas ted
I want the green why u niggas still focused on red
That shit sad man you niggas need to get a bag
She aint from houston but my bitch a hot girl just like meg
We getting riches where was niggas at when we had rags
I got now why these niggas saying im next up
I aint in milwaukee but I get a buck
Nawl I aint nip but im to double up
The tables turn we needed them but now they needin us
Thats nigga on the others side dont even speak'em up
Dont shoot the messenger im bout to send up
Failing niggas when they try to put a test to us
You worried bout the wrong thing go get a check or sum

And niggas know im gon make it I aint the only one
I do it with this pressure on me and this shit way a ton
And niggas talking shots at me but they aint got a gun
And yeah they call me flash but cant a nigga make me run
The only thing im tryna run is up these funds
Money close to my heart just like my lungs
Prepared myself for the hate cuz I knew it would come
Prepare myself for this deal cuz I know it will come

9They aint gon be sleep after this one huh
Preciate it brudda



Credits
Writer(s): Finessing Flash
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