I Woke up on One
Woke up with an attitude
Feeling like the world that I live in don't understand me
Hate to be rude but the truth is
Every time I try to play nice it just lands me
Deep in a shitshow
Try to take the highroad, end up gettin' hit low
Got me feeling like everyone the ops now
I don't even wanna show love no more
Everything's drama, so many problems
I don't even know what to fix first
Friends come and go like seasons
Even though I know I don't need 'em
This shit hurts
Why does everything feel so fake?
People putting weight on me like a bitch won't break
I be acting like shit's okay
If I don't make moves, ain't shit gon' shake
Got me going crazy
Every conversation, I'm aggravated
I'm my own lady, why the fuck everyone so opinionated?
You shouldn't do shit like that
When you talk shit, don't talk back
It ain't worth it, be perfect
I woke up on one (you know it)
I woke up on one (bitch you know it)
I woke up on one (everyday I)
I woke up on one (you know I, you know I)
I woke up on one (you know I)
I woke up one (bitch you know I)
I woke up on one (every day, every day I)
Said I woke up on one (you know I, you know I)
I woke up on one
People talk shit but don't know the facts
Expect me to hold my emotions back
If I keep it all in then I'm gon' collapse
Gonna pull my hair out like I'm Doja Cat
Boss bitch I get no relax
Two shows, that's forty racks
Too toned down but the forty's black
With a fake bitch floating in the Florida flaps
Bank account grew but the bills did too
Now the payment every month five figures
My papers in the driveway, Benz on the highway
Four figure light bill shit don't flicker
Bitches wanna take my spot
But the top requires something y'all ain't got
You puttin' up post, I'm puttin' in work
You're puttin' on an act, I'll put it in my purse
Woke up like fuck the world
If it's fuck me bitch then it's fuck you too
Talk cash but you ain't got no bag
Broke bitch I don't give a damn what you do
Gucci shades bigger than oculus
I don't see you bitches, you do not exist
So sick of shit, it's obvious
I woke up on one (you know I)
I woke up on one (bitch you know I)
I woke up on one (everyday I)
Said I woke up on one (you know I, you know I)
I woke up on one (I woke up on one, you know I)
I woke up on one (you know I, bitch you know I)
I woke up on one (everyday, everyday I)
Said I woke up on one (you know I, you know I)
I woke up on one
Feeling like the world that I live in don't understand me
Hate to be rude but the truth is
Every time I try to play nice it just lands me
Deep in a shitshow
Try to take the highroad, end up gettin' hit low
Got me feeling like everyone the ops now
I don't even wanna show love no more
Everything's drama, so many problems
I don't even know what to fix first
Friends come and go like seasons
Even though I know I don't need 'em
This shit hurts
Why does everything feel so fake?
People putting weight on me like a bitch won't break
I be acting like shit's okay
If I don't make moves, ain't shit gon' shake
Got me going crazy
Every conversation, I'm aggravated
I'm my own lady, why the fuck everyone so opinionated?
You shouldn't do shit like that
When you talk shit, don't talk back
It ain't worth it, be perfect
I woke up on one (you know it)
I woke up on one (bitch you know it)
I woke up on one (everyday I)
I woke up on one (you know I, you know I)
I woke up on one (you know I)
I woke up one (bitch you know I)
I woke up on one (every day, every day I)
Said I woke up on one (you know I, you know I)
I woke up on one
People talk shit but don't know the facts
Expect me to hold my emotions back
If I keep it all in then I'm gon' collapse
Gonna pull my hair out like I'm Doja Cat
Boss bitch I get no relax
Two shows, that's forty racks
Too toned down but the forty's black
With a fake bitch floating in the Florida flaps
Bank account grew but the bills did too
Now the payment every month five figures
My papers in the driveway, Benz on the highway
Four figure light bill shit don't flicker
Bitches wanna take my spot
But the top requires something y'all ain't got
You puttin' up post, I'm puttin' in work
You're puttin' on an act, I'll put it in my purse
Woke up like fuck the world
If it's fuck me bitch then it's fuck you too
Talk cash but you ain't got no bag
Broke bitch I don't give a damn what you do
Gucci shades bigger than oculus
I don't see you bitches, you do not exist
So sick of shit, it's obvious
I woke up on one (you know I)
I woke up on one (bitch you know I)
I woke up on one (everyday I)
Said I woke up on one (you know I, you know I)
I woke up on one (I woke up on one, you know I)
I woke up on one (you know I, bitch you know I)
I woke up on one (everyday, everyday I)
Said I woke up on one (you know I, you know I)
I woke up on one
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Writer(s): Bobby Shifteh, Savannah Dexter, Wesley David Breit
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