Awoke (Intro)
Woke up
Feelin' something like a ceiling fan
Broke up
Now I'm back up on my shit again
Tryna find that roach I rolled up Yesterday
Smoke it up and now my mind say Get a new blue face
Cause you know I'm on roll
Graduated on my top in class you Honor roll
This shit make me want a pour
That Texas Tea I need my syrup
Drop another four
Oh respect
I don't owe you shit
I'm too alive
No regrets
Need to learn these lessons
What to make of it
LSD come roll with me
Are you experienced
I look up to God
I ask him is he hearing this
Fight the devil everyday
Don't know what fearing is
Off the ledge
I feel like Heath I can't be serious
Have you seen some of the things
That all my mirrors can
Put it on my schedule
All I want cash
Gotta get residual
Gonna make it last
Told my teacher she can't teach me
I don't need to pass
Found a way to stack my cheese
Have you seen my craft
I be solo
Hoping ima find my way
I be trapped inside my mind
Don't know when ima escape
Yeah Ima product
Of that die hard working trait
Keep that
Determination written on my face
Woke up
Feelin something like a ceiling fan
Broke up
Now I'm back up on my shit again
Tryna find that roach I rolled up Yesterday
Smoke it up and now my mind say Get a new blue face
Cause you know I'm on roll
Graduated on my top in class you Honor roll
This shit make me want a pour
That Texas Tea I need my syrup
Drop another four
Feelin' something like a ceiling fan
Broke up
Now I'm back up on my shit again
Tryna find that roach I rolled up Yesterday
Smoke it up and now my mind say Get a new blue face
Cause you know I'm on roll
Graduated on my top in class you Honor roll
This shit make me want a pour
That Texas Tea I need my syrup
Drop another four
Oh respect
I don't owe you shit
I'm too alive
No regrets
Need to learn these lessons
What to make of it
LSD come roll with me
Are you experienced
I look up to God
I ask him is he hearing this
Fight the devil everyday
Don't know what fearing is
Off the ledge
I feel like Heath I can't be serious
Have you seen some of the things
That all my mirrors can
Put it on my schedule
All I want cash
Gotta get residual
Gonna make it last
Told my teacher she can't teach me
I don't need to pass
Found a way to stack my cheese
Have you seen my craft
I be solo
Hoping ima find my way
I be trapped inside my mind
Don't know when ima escape
Yeah Ima product
Of that die hard working trait
Keep that
Determination written on my face
Woke up
Feelin something like a ceiling fan
Broke up
Now I'm back up on my shit again
Tryna find that roach I rolled up Yesterday
Smoke it up and now my mind say Get a new blue face
Cause you know I'm on roll
Graduated on my top in class you Honor roll
This shit make me want a pour
That Texas Tea I need my syrup
Drop another four
Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Curry
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