Luyện nghe bài hát Woke Up

I up
Boy its to get it
Walking to the window, saw the
Thank God I up
Feeling like the realest
Living but its to make a killing
God I woke up

Tryna get it day
Make a mill and run away, way, way
(I up)
Tell these boys they gotta pay
Tryna a hundred mill and run away, way, way
(I up)

I woke up, woke up, God I woke up
Wifey at but Im living life like we broke up
You hit the hood and post up, Im gon get it til Im rich
My hands dirty, my gross up, my doing the toe touch
stretched out, til Im in the back, stretched out, drinking Ace
Cause Im decked out, whole with me
Need a guest house, yea a guest
Lately I been like mo ass and less mouth
Cause when they see that whip, start to think about kids
Man, when see this crib, they gon start to think about cribs
Been with real life too long, now its time to live
out the D, hardly had a pot to pee in
Now Im at the Coliseum, lil niggas see him
Tryna be him, show you how to follow vision, real
Politician, bad bitch, swallowtician, get it
Yea (yea), last night I lost all
Ima my ass up, get it all back, thank God

I up
Boy its to get it
to the window, saw the city
Thank God I up
like the mothafuckin realest
Living but its to make a killing
God I woke up

Tryna get it day
Make a mill and run away, way, way
(I up)
Tell these fuck they gotta pay
Tryna make a mill and run away, way, way
(I up)

I been killing shit, I gotta say, my pit blue, my gray
With a hint of white, sipping Henny white, like I wont see the night
A real like Pinky, when Im in the game, I TD
And Im all my dollars, dollars, dollars, thats 3D
I wake up a bad bitch by my side
night, I was so drunk, I felt high
Last week, I was so high, I drunk
I got a bitch so bad, I gotta hit from the
I fuck Kim K hoes, thats Jay Ye tone, smoking weed, reggaeton
Get it next to free, thats AJ tone, whats my
my name bitch? Sayitaintone, what she saying? Sayitaintone
Who they playing? Sayitaintone, fuck sleep that too long!

I up
Boy its to get it
to the window, saw the city
Thank God I up
Feeling like the mothafuckin
but its time to make a killing
Thank God I up

get it every day
Make a mill and run away, way, way
(I up)
these fuck boys they gotta pay
Tryna a hundred mill and run away, way, way
(I up)

I up
Boy its to get it
Walking to the window, saw the
Thank God I up
Feeling the mothafuckin realest
Living but its time to a killing
Thank God I up

I woke up this
Looking at the city raised me
I can get it all now
And go get they never gave me

Like every day that I wake, I say for my cake
Ima do dessert first, I dont even gotta
Yea, I hit the mall, I hit that bitch in the face
God be so good to me, I just gotta and pray
By the way, my appraised, its a couple K
On the lake, Im out of the state, at my
Like Bruce Wayne, Im the day, and Im getting bank
Im foolay, my bitch got bootay, ooh I the way
I up, my dough up, I got out, I go nuts
I show out, I blow up, I out, I po up
Ok its Early Mac off in this ho, tailor-made designer
Watch me take it to the and deposit a pot of gold
Im

I up
Boy its to get it
to the window, saw the city
Thank God I up
Feeling like the mothafuckin
Living but its to make a killing
Thank God I up