| Wake up, wake up, | 
| Gotta get this paper, get this cake up, | 
| Gotta do my hair, gotta put on makeup, | 
| Gotta act like I care about this fake stuff. | 
| Straight up, what a waste of my day! | 
| If I had it my way, I’d roll out of bed, | 
| Say ‘bout 2:30 midday, | 
| Hit the blunt then, hit you up to come over to my place, | 
| You show up right away, | 
| We make love then and then we fuck, | 
| And then you’d give me my space, | 
| Yeah. | 
| What I am tryin' to say is | 
| That love is ours to make, so we should make it, | 
| Everything else can wait. | 
| The time is ours to take, so we should take it. | 
| Wake up, wake up, bake up, | 
| Gotta heat the vape up. | 
| Let’s get faded. | 
| Gotta call your job, tell ‘em you won’t make it. | 
| Ain’t nobody here, baby, let’s get wasted! | 
| We should just get naked, | 
| ‘Cause I be workin' hard and I know you be on that same shit. | 
| Every other day’s a different game that you just can’t win, | 
| I just want to ease your mind and make everything all right. | 
| So go ‘head, tell your baby mama you gon' be with me tonight, | 
| Right. | 
| What I am tryin' to say is | 
| That love is ours to make, so we should make it, | 
| Everything else can wait. | 
| The time is ours to take, so we should take it. |