Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Woke Up, artist - Big Sean. Album song Detroit, Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.08.2017
Record label: MBE
Song language: English
Woke Up |
Young Chop on the beat |
Yup. |
money, money, money |
I woke up — boy it’s time to get it |
Walking to the window, saw the city |
Thank God I woke up — feelin' like the mothafuckin' realest |
Living but it’s time to make a killing |
Thank God I woke up |
Tryna get it every day |
Make a hundred mill and run away, way, way |
(I woke up) tell these fuck boys they gotta pay |
Tryna make a hundred mill and run away, way, way |
(I woke up) |
I woke up, woke up, thank God I woke up (yeah) |
Wifey at home but I’m living life like we broke up (yeah) |
You hit the hood and post up, I’m gon' get it ‘til I’m filthy rich |
My hands dirty, my gross up (gross), my money doing the toe touch |
That’s stretched out, ‘til I’m in the back, stretched out, drinkin' Ace |
‘cause I’m decked out, whole hood with me; |
need a guest house, yea a guest house |
Lately, I been getting like mo' ass and less mouth |
‘Cause when they see that whip (skrrt), they start to think about kids |
Man, when they see this crib, they gon' start to think about cribs |
Been dealt with real life too long, now it’s time to live |
Respect out the D (boi), hardly had a pot to pee in |
Now I’m at the Coliseum, lil' niggas gotta see him |
Tryna be him, show you how to follow vision, real nigga |
Politician, bad bitch, swallowtician, gotta get it |
Yea (yea), last night I lost all that |
I’ma wake my ass up, get it all back, thank God |
I woke up — boy it’s time to get it |
Walking to the window, saw the city |
Thank God I woke up — feelin' like the mothafuckin' realest |
Living but it’s time to make a killing |
Thank God I woke up |
Tryna get it every day |
Make a hundred mill and run away, way, way |
(I woke up) tell these fuck boys they gotta pay |
Tryna make a hundred mill and run away, way, way |
(I woke up) |
Now I been killing shit, I gotta say, my pit blue, my buffs gray |
With a hint of white, sipping Henny white, livin' like I won’t see the night |
A real playa like Pinky, when I’m in the game, I TD |
And I’m all about my dollars, dollars, dollars, that’s 3D |
I wake up with a bad bitch by my side |
Last night, I was so drunk, I felt high |
Last week, I was so high, I felt drunk |
I got a bitch so bad, I gotta hit from the front |
I fuck Kim K hoes, that’s Ye ‘Ye tone, smoking weed, that’s reggaeton |
Get it next to free, that’s AJ tone, what’s my name |
What’s my name bitch? |
Sayitaintone, what she saying? |
Sayitaintone |
Who they paying? |
Sayitaintone, fuck sleep that take too long! |
I woke up — boy it’s time to get it |
Walking to the window, saw the city |
Thank God I woke up — feelin' like the mothafuckin' realest |
Living but it’s time to make a killing |
Thank God I woke up |
Tryna get it every day |
Make a hundred mill and run away, way, way |
(I woke up) tell these fuck boys they gotta pay |
Tryna make a hundred mill and run away, way, way |
(I woke up) |
I woke up — boy it’s time to get it |
Walking to the window, saw the city |
Thank God I woke up — feelin' like the mothafuckin' realest |
Living but it’s time to make a killing |
Thank God I woke up |
I woke up this morning |
Looking at the city that raised me |
I can get it all now |
And go get everything they never gave me |
Like every day that I wake, I say grace for my cake |
I’ma do dessert first, I don’t even gotta wait |
Yea, when I hit the mall, I hit that bitch in the face |
God be so good to me, I just gotta stop and pray |
By the way, my jewelry appraised, it’s a couple K |
On the lake, I’m out of the state, at my hideaway |
Like Bruce Wayne, I’m saving the day, and I’m getting bank |
I’m foolay, my bitch got bootay, ooh I love the way |
I woke up, my dough up, I got out, I go nuts |
I show out, I blow up, I ball out, I pro up |
Ok it’s Earlly Mac off in this ho, tailor-made designer coat |
Watch me take it to the bank and deposit a pot of gold |
I’m foolay |
I woke up — boy it’s time to get it |
Walking to the window, saw the city |
Thank God I woke up — feelin' like the mothafuckin' realest |
Living but it’s time to make a killing |
Thank God I woke up |