Wake Up

I had a stash of nothing but ones
Invested to stack up my funds
She let me slide on day one
Whole lotta fun when clapping the buns
I had to stop before I could shoot
I needed to make me some runs
She high off the vibe like every day
You know I'm fucking her lungs
She digging a nigga no shovel is near
Watching the story of entrepreneurs
Designer down to the underwear
Her dream nigga me is finally here
Heaven or hell still rock with faith
Playing my cards I deal you the ace
Shoutout to nip this shit is a marathon nigga
When was it ever a race
It's always been fuck what ya say
A lot of these niggas is filled with envy
Now is the shot I step in the frame
All these distractions I still will maintain
My focus with this dope shit
This bitch is saying choke me
Her ex be calling her
I want the fade just like I'm Kobe
I use to do my lil dirt
But I would wipe it off me
A lowkey nigga so nobody ever caught me
I'm 19 bout my money don't you try to short me
Or I will do u like the da baby and start assaulting, yeah

Wake up
Then I
Get The
Cake up
I can't roll with bitches who's faker
I can't roll with niggas who's haters
My team full of players but I keep a couple favorites
Inseam full of paper she be sucking out the flavor
A Couple people getting cut off treat em like a razor
No I cant not save ya
No I can not save ya
Down down ya go there go Frazier

Poor kid with rich dreams
Most these niggas can't afford these
So what I do is reward me
Copped a couple these nice things
Gold chains and nice frames
Iced out like a skating ring
From the bottom of the bottom its the money chase
But once you got it gotta maintain
On top of the grind like a slow dance
Ain't never been the type for the romance
These bitches always wanna go hold hands
I rather just go and hold bands
Keep checking and checking again hoe
I'm not the type to be friend zoned
You dubbed me once and that's okay
Cuz I'm a go and fuck your friend hoe

Wake up
Then I
Get The
Cake up
I cant roll with bitches who's faker
I cant roll with niggas who's haters
My team full of players but I keep a couple favorites
Inseam full of paper she be sucking out the flavor
A Couple people getting cut off treat em like a razor
No I cant not save ya
No I can not save ya
Down down ya go there go Frazier



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Hutchinson
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