Wake Up
Wake up in the morning, take a piss and wash my hands
Hit my knee and thank the man, gotta get back to them bands
Niggas trippin', bitches switchin', but I'm stickin' with the plan
First you stack it, then you flip it, when you flip it, it expand
Disgusting, how it make you feel when for real you got nothin
You can say whatever, but I'll never let you touch me
She say that I'm handsome, but when it get ugly
They don't really love you, they don't really love me
They don't really love you, they don't really love me
People broke this heart of mine, I'm tryna fix it
We might rob a nigga blind if he ain't tryna drop that ticket
Really came from kickin' doors so I don't kick it
My bros be totin' sticks and rockin' wicks cause it get wicked
Every day that I ain't make a million, shit, I'm still broke
I can't give up cause my vision give my niggas real hope
Somebody wouldn't be breathin' if we was in real smoke, yeah
It's still hope for the real ones with real hope, yeah
Faced with realizations if I never grow
Heaven just a place that I would never go
I'm buildin' up the children that I'm livin' for
Hopin' I got all my karma back from kickin' doors
Hopin' I got all my karma back from really spinnin
Already got my karma back from hittin' niggas' women
I be missin' the beginning when I'm reminiscin
But I don't spend a minute wishin' it was different
We accept all of the worst and we don't do regrets
Funny how shit never works with those who knew me best
You leave this earth, your people hurt, how do you truly rest
So every day I take a breath, I say I'm truly blessed
You gon' see a stupid nigga lose his roof
When he get me confused and I'm in the mood to shoot
I pull the plug when it get Ugg, I give yo' boo the boot
These streets cold, you gotta know what to do with loot
Wake up in the morning, take a piss and wash my hands
Hit my knee and thank the man, gotta get back to them bands
Niggas trippin', bitches switchin', but I'm stickin' with the plan
First you stack it, then you flip it, when you flip it, it expand
Disgusting, how it make you feel when for real you got nothin
You can say whatever, but I'll never let you touch me
She say that I'm handsome, but when it get ugly
They don't really love you, they don't really love me
They don't really love you, they don't really love me
Hit my knee and thank the man, gotta get back to them bands
Niggas trippin', bitches switchin', but I'm stickin' with the plan
First you stack it, then you flip it, when you flip it, it expand
Disgusting, how it make you feel when for real you got nothin
You can say whatever, but I'll never let you touch me
She say that I'm handsome, but when it get ugly
They don't really love you, they don't really love me
They don't really love you, they don't really love me
People broke this heart of mine, I'm tryna fix it
We might rob a nigga blind if he ain't tryna drop that ticket
Really came from kickin' doors so I don't kick it
My bros be totin' sticks and rockin' wicks cause it get wicked
Every day that I ain't make a million, shit, I'm still broke
I can't give up cause my vision give my niggas real hope
Somebody wouldn't be breathin' if we was in real smoke, yeah
It's still hope for the real ones with real hope, yeah
Faced with realizations if I never grow
Heaven just a place that I would never go
I'm buildin' up the children that I'm livin' for
Hopin' I got all my karma back from kickin' doors
Hopin' I got all my karma back from really spinnin
Already got my karma back from hittin' niggas' women
I be missin' the beginning when I'm reminiscin
But I don't spend a minute wishin' it was different
We accept all of the worst and we don't do regrets
Funny how shit never works with those who knew me best
You leave this earth, your people hurt, how do you truly rest
So every day I take a breath, I say I'm truly blessed
You gon' see a stupid nigga lose his roof
When he get me confused and I'm in the mood to shoot
I pull the plug when it get Ugg, I give yo' boo the boot
These streets cold, you gotta know what to do with loot
Wake up in the morning, take a piss and wash my hands
Hit my knee and thank the man, gotta get back to them bands
Niggas trippin', bitches switchin', but I'm stickin' with the plan
First you stack it, then you flip it, when you flip it, it expand
Disgusting, how it make you feel when for real you got nothin
You can say whatever, but I'll never let you touch me
She say that I'm handsome, but when it get ugly
They don't really love you, they don't really love me
They don't really love you, they don't really love me
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Writer(s): Justin Beasley
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