[Intro: Bino Rideaux]
I woke up, I woke up feeling like the old me
[Chorus: Bino Rideaux]
I woke up feeling like the old me
Nowadays, gotta watch your back, them niggas on both teams
They threw dirt on my name, they tryna expose me
I'm really campaigning, I remember I used to have cold feet
You can't tell me how you moving, you got to show me
I got these drugs that I could do when I get lonely
In my bag every day, they tryna provoke me
Ducking traffic by myself, uh-huh, low-key, uh-huh
[Verse 1: Bino Rideaux]
Nothin' to get this bitch to the room, we sittin' in smoke fumes
My dawg just had them dates, I couldn't even go to 'em
I got problems, I got drugs for when I go through 'em
I keep it private 'cause I know these niggas be lying in Pro Tools
She could fuck up her biggest blessings if she don't choose
I got dick and I got some racks that we could blow through
I put pressure on situations if it don't move
I can't give you all this game, but I could show you
And I always felt this pain, it ain't never been different
Did too much to get this bag to invest it in bitches
I go so hard every day, and I ain't never been tripping
These niggas talk shit to they own, I ain't never been mentioned (Nah, for real)
I woke up, I woke up feeling like the old me
[Chorus: Bino Rideaux]
I woke up feeling like the old me
Nowadays, gotta watch your back, them niggas on both teams
They threw dirt on my name, they tryna expose me
I'm really campaigning, I remember I used to have cold feet
You can't tell me how you moving, you got to show me
I got these drugs that I could do when I get lonely
In my bag every day, they tryna provoke me
Ducking traffic by myself, uh-huh, low-key, uh-huh
[Verse 1: Bino Rideaux]
Nothin' to get this bitch to the room, we sittin' in smoke fumes
My dawg just had them dates, I couldn't even go to 'em
I got problems, I got drugs for when I go through 'em
I keep it private 'cause I know these niggas be lying in Pro Tools
She could fuck up her biggest blessings if she don't choose
I got dick and I got some racks that we could blow through
I put pressure on situations if it don't move
I can't give you all this game, but I could show you
And I always felt this pain, it ain't never been different
Did too much to get this bag to invest it in bitches
I go so hard every day, and I ain't never been tripping
These niggas talk shit to they own, I ain't never been mentioned (Nah, for real)
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