Wake Up
When I wake up
I think about how I get my cake up
Money falling from the trees time to rake up
Ain't stressing bout a loss gotta make up
I turn to a boss
Attention is paying my cost
Fuck is you talking about feel like I'm Ross
Chef in the kitchen I can't spill the sauce
When I wake up
I think about how I get my cake up
Money falling from the trees time to rake up
Ain't stressing bout a loss gotta make up
I turn to a boss
Attention is paying my cost
Fuck is you talking about feel like I'm Ross
Chef in the kitchen I can't spill the sauce
I'm locked in don't talk to me
This money causing a monopoly
Don't know many people that's proud of me
They missing like school it's a absentee
Small circle these niggas be mad at me
I cut 'em right off left a amputee
I'm keeping it cool keep it casually
A luxury life I be glad to see
You gotta stand up for some
Pay the price now I'm walking out with the sum
Loaf of bread I started out with a crumb
Keep it coming the opposite of a bum
The shit I be saying go stupid dumb
The hating don't stop swear I'm getting numb
I'm sticking out too its a sore thumb
They guessing my moves got 'em saying umm
When I wake up
I think about how I get my cake up
Money falling from the trees time to rake up
Ain't stressing bout a loss gotta make up
I turn to a boss
Attention is paying my cost
Fuck is you talking about feel like I'm Ross
Chef in the kitchen I can't spill the sauce
When I wake up
I think about how I get my cake up
Money falling from the trees time to rake up
Ain't stressing bout a loss gotta make up
I turn to a boss
Attention is paying my cost
Fuck is you talking about feel like I'm Ross
Chef in the kitchen I can't spill the sauce
The truth of the matter
All of this money is all on the platter
They stuffing they face they pockets not fatter
The money stay talking I stay with the chatter
I stay with the cheddar I'm climbing that ladder
Bank with the money the green make 'em madder
If the money was gone would I even matter?
Sorority feeling surrounded by Kappas
They stay tuned in I cut off the cable
Surrounded by lies surrounded by fables
You talking but what you gon' bring to the table?
Tell me I'm making decisions like labels
The money financing me making able
All of this fooling I thought it was April
Thanking my god you know that I'm grateful
Not fucking with niggas these niggas a bagel
I think about how I get my cake up
Money falling from the trees time to rake up
Ain't stressing bout a loss gotta make up
I turn to a boss
Attention is paying my cost
Fuck is you talking about feel like I'm Ross
Chef in the kitchen I can't spill the sauce
When I wake up
I think about how I get my cake up
Money falling from the trees time to rake up
Ain't stressing bout a loss gotta make up
I turn to a boss
Attention is paying my cost
Fuck is you talking about feel like I'm Ross
Chef in the kitchen I can't spill the sauce
I'm locked in don't talk to me
This money causing a monopoly
Don't know many people that's proud of me
They missing like school it's a absentee
Small circle these niggas be mad at me
I cut 'em right off left a amputee
I'm keeping it cool keep it casually
A luxury life I be glad to see
You gotta stand up for some
Pay the price now I'm walking out with the sum
Loaf of bread I started out with a crumb
Keep it coming the opposite of a bum
The shit I be saying go stupid dumb
The hating don't stop swear I'm getting numb
I'm sticking out too its a sore thumb
They guessing my moves got 'em saying umm
When I wake up
I think about how I get my cake up
Money falling from the trees time to rake up
Ain't stressing bout a loss gotta make up
I turn to a boss
Attention is paying my cost
Fuck is you talking about feel like I'm Ross
Chef in the kitchen I can't spill the sauce
When I wake up
I think about how I get my cake up
Money falling from the trees time to rake up
Ain't stressing bout a loss gotta make up
I turn to a boss
Attention is paying my cost
Fuck is you talking about feel like I'm Ross
Chef in the kitchen I can't spill the sauce
The truth of the matter
All of this money is all on the platter
They stuffing they face they pockets not fatter
The money stay talking I stay with the chatter
I stay with the cheddar I'm climbing that ladder
Bank with the money the green make 'em madder
If the money was gone would I even matter?
Sorority feeling surrounded by Kappas
They stay tuned in I cut off the cable
Surrounded by lies surrounded by fables
You talking but what you gon' bring to the table?
Tell me I'm making decisions like labels
The money financing me making able
All of this fooling I thought it was April
Thanking my god you know that I'm grateful
Not fucking with niggas these niggas a bagel
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Writer(s): Joshua Littleton
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