STAY AWAKE

Ain't have nothing so we had to make a way
Paper chase, making plays
Thinking like it gotta be a safer way
Smoke a blunt while I count up the profit that I made today
I'm living my dream like fuck that sleep I'm tryna stay awake
Yeah
Stack, pray, and stay out the way
Yeah
Stayed down and them commas came
Smoke a blunt while I count up the profit that I made today
I'm living my dream like fuck that sleep I'm tryna stay awake

Smith and Wesson .40 30 round extension
Look like smith and Wesson got a damn erection
Look in the mirror I'ma see a real nigga refection
Look at my bitch bet that's the closest you seen to perfection
But I'ma pay her rent before I pay her some attention
She say she feel neglected but she gotta respect it
Addicted to getting this money I need intervention
She want love and affection
I just want plugs and connections
I don't take L's I learn lessons
Got it made like I'm Jetson
Gotta thank god for blessings cuz I could either be dead or in jail
Weighing up grams on a scale
Bags for the low they on sale
Fresh as hell y'all looking stale
Fresh as hell y'all looking stale

Aint have nothing so we had to make a way
Paper chase, making plays
Thinking like it gotta be a safer way
Smoke a blunt while I count up the profit that I made today
I'm living my dream like fuck that sleep I'm tryna stay awake
Yeah
Stack, pray, and stay out the way
Yeah
Stayed down and them commas came
Smoke a blunt while I count up the profit that I made today
I'm living my dream like fuck that sleep I'm tryna stay awake

Don't wanna sleep cuz I'm living my dream
Whole lot of racks they won't fit in my jeans
Might have to go do a show overseas
When I touchdown I'm right back in the streets
Just want the money I don't want no trouble
I done stayed down and watched my money double
Drip in the shit bitch I might leave a puddle
The strap right behind my designer belt buckle
Ducking a dozen
Drum on that stick like I play the percussion
Pack touchdown so I'm riding with luggage
Signals, seat belts, and I ain't smoking so 12 pull me over no probable nothing
I can show you how to be a smart hustler
Took some losses that was hard to recover from
Good product I'ma keep me some customers
Trapping and rapping don't know how I juggle them
Use to be struggling
That shit was humbling
No I got a sack and aint bout to fumble it
Shopping at Phipps you won't catch me in Cumberland
Smoking a blunt while I'm sitting here thumbing it
Boy Im on that Christmas tree like an ornament
Pockets pregnant and Im never aborting it
Cuz being broke is unfortunate
Married that money Im never divorcing it

Aint have nothing so we had to make a way
Paper chase, making plays
Thinking like it gotta be a safer way
Smoke a blunt while I count up the profit that I made today
I'm living my dream like fuck that sleep I'm tryna stay awake
Yeah
Stack, pray, and stay out the way
Yeah
Stayed down and them commas came
Smoke a blunt while I count up the profit that I made today
I'm living my dream like fuck that sleep I'm tryna stay awake



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Writer(s): Jared Rice
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