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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler Loyal
Tyler Loyal
Performer
Tyler Holness
Tyler Holness
Rap
Weava
Weava
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Holness
Tyler Holness
Songwriter
Sony Ramos
Sony Ramos
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sonni
Sonni
Producer
Kevin "Black Pearl" McCloskey
Kevin "Black Pearl" McCloskey
Mixing Engineer
Leo Son
Leo Son
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Wake the fuck up Wake the fuck up this morning Huh, woah I'm back in that mode I whip on the road and save up the dough to cop an abode Huh, woah I stick to the code My vision gets slowed I ship off a load my plug gets my ode Huh, woah That's just how it goes You start at the bottom then work to the top now I play with the pros Used to be broke it blows How is you comfortable knowing the money is slow You niggas is pussy it shows, could never be me I gotta run up the dough Been through the highs the lows Lord knows that my BOA froze I'm back in the vehicle swerving on road My heart on my sleeve, you cannot break what's broke Been the worst bitch, word to my first bitch Don't cuff up a hoe They got the worst itch, take you then snake you You gotta watch out for those huh It's funny how, people switch when its money involved It's like they think that the world revolves them I ain't tripping I know who to call when I need some help Most of the time I do shit by myself I rarely put my trust in someone else To be let down I know how that felt Fuck it let's get it, I'm in it You gotta lick, I'm wit it I cannot sit, gotta get it My fingers gonna itch, in a minute I need it all nigga right now, I ain't waiting for shit Put some respect on my name The Lion is tamed but he gon wild out in a bit I'm flipping the switch Huh, woah I'm back in that mode I whip on the road and save up the dough to cop an abode Huh, woah I stick to the code My vision gets slowed I ship off a load my plug get my ode Huh, woah That's just how it goes Thru all of the lows, can't wait to pull up in the back of the Rolls Can't help but feel like I'm chose I'm not from this earth I look like a star Came from the dirt and broke through the tar Feelings got hurt God gave me some scars Whole lotta tats on my body My Momma be saying to stop, but it make me feel something Like I'm trying to heal something Niggas envy I gotta conceal something Bitch I'm six feet, can't be six feet deep down in the ground Grew up a prince now I need the crown Walk up to the throne when no one's around, and I sit down Bitch I came from the gutter that's word to my mother That's word to my brother that's word to my bitch Blick got a stutter, go D-D-D-D Watch how I fuck up the game in a bit I'm back on my bullshit like Jordan in '97 Took it personal imma get 'em Turn this to Armageddon Watch me get the fuck up out of my depression nigga nah nah Woah I'm back in that mode And swerving on the road I'm save the dough to cop an abode I'm back in that mode I'm back in that mode I'm back in that huh
Writer(s): Charles Ocansey, Sony Ramos, Tyler Loyal Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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