Luyện nghe bài hát Woke Up

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tryna get it day
Make a mill and run away, way, way
(I up)
Tell fuck boys they gotta pay
Tryna make a 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
like the mothafuckin realest
Living but its time to a killing
Thank God I up

I up this morning
Looking at the city that me
I can get it all now
And go get everything never gave me

every day that I wake, I say grace for my cake
Ima do dessert first, I even gotta wait
Yea, when I hit the mall, I hit that bitch in the
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 Wayne, Im saving the day, and Im getting bank
Im foolay, my bitch got bootay, ooh I the way
I woke up, my dough up, I got out, I go
I show out, I up, I ball out, I po up
Ok its Early Mac off in this ho, designer coat
Watch me take it to the bank and a pot of gold
Im

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