[Intro]
9:56 AM
Roll the windows down
Let the smoke out, ayy
Wake and bake, bitch
[Verse 1]
Ayy, I'm just what you made, God
I been high as fuck
Since me and my homeboy A-Rod
Was in Tower City, tryna catch that bus
We out here (Ayy), what you need?
Back in Shaker, baggin' tree
Baby, mama call from the college (Brr)
Said them kids wanna pay the fee
I'm up early in the morning (Hm, ayy)
Smoke in public, my trap is jumpin'
I made two hundred, that count for somethin'
I pull up get them Lil Debbie muffins (Ha)
I'm out here, on my daughter
Whiskey, weed, and water (Ayy)
Just beat that misdemeanor last week
Need new money for the lawyer
I need new carpet at the crib
God damn, this roach is where I live
So dope, put some groceries in the fridge (Where?)
Young man, just hope that God forgives (Amen)
Fast forward, old hoes knockin' on my door
Askin' where do I be at now (What?)
Smokin' loud on my tour bus (Ayy)
Famous bitch in my back lounge (Ayy)
I done blew up past rap now
And it feel good, bitch, I'm from the hood
So I lived a life I that I should you, ho
Get the shit understood you, ho
Came in this shit as a kid, you know
I ain't Cudi, but that's the buddy (Yeah)
We in Coach party, talkin' Cobain
Smokin' hella Js, out in London (No)
No beef at sixteen, I've known Chip since sixteen
Call Ben Baller, told him we need custom
Diamond Cleveland championship rings (Woo)
We need all of them big things (Woo)
Just 'cause we deserve it (Right)
Just 'cause the ones who fucked me over (No)
All need to see if it was worth it (Hahaha)
Damn, old homies switched up on me
Why am I not surprised?
Lookin' at me like I need to share the piece
When they weren't even there to make the pie
Man, that's why
9:56 AM
Roll the windows down
Let the smoke out, ayy
Wake and bake, bitch
[Verse 1]
Ayy, I'm just what you made, God
I been high as fuck
Since me and my homeboy A-Rod
Was in Tower City, tryna catch that bus
We out here (Ayy), what you need?
Back in Shaker, baggin' tree
Baby, mama call from the college (Brr)
Said them kids wanna pay the fee
I'm up early in the morning (Hm, ayy)
Smoke in public, my trap is jumpin'
I made two hundred, that count for somethin'
I pull up get them Lil Debbie muffins (Ha)
I'm out here, on my daughter
Whiskey, weed, and water (Ayy)
Just beat that misdemeanor last week
Need new money for the lawyer
I need new carpet at the crib
God damn, this roach is where I live
So dope, put some groceries in the fridge (Where?)
Young man, just hope that God forgives (Amen)
Fast forward, old hoes knockin' on my door
Askin' where do I be at now (What?)
Smokin' loud on my tour bus (Ayy)
Famous bitch in my back lounge (Ayy)
I done blew up past rap now
And it feel good, bitch, I'm from the hood
So I lived a life I that I should you, ho
Get the shit understood you, ho
Came in this shit as a kid, you know
I ain't Cudi, but that's the buddy (Yeah)
We in Coach party, talkin' Cobain
Smokin' hella Js, out in London (No)
No beef at sixteen, I've known Chip since sixteen
Call Ben Baller, told him we need custom
Diamond Cleveland championship rings (Woo)
We need all of them big things (Woo)
Just 'cause we deserve it (Right)
Just 'cause the ones who fucked me over (No)
All need to see if it was worth it (Hahaha)
Damn, old homies switched up on me
Why am I not surprised?
Lookin' at me like I need to share the piece
When they weren't even there to make the pie
Man, that's why
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