Wake Up 36 X DoRoad

[Intro]
(Ay Madenka, I think that's the one uno)

[Chorus: 36]
I wake up, get my grind on I'm out
I just added up yesterdays' total, I'm short by forty but i can't account
Shorty wanna link but i can't right now
My young Gs' live with bine
See the first time I slapped that dotty, I saw nuttin' but pigeons fly
See me I'll shoot no Ifs'

[Verse 1: 36]
I shot up close, Ibrahimović
I done it from far, Peter Whittingham
The man wanna stunt and slit, saw him with a bezel and ripped his wrist I did
O-E-S, I done it with whiz
No hand brakes still TD drift
Stunt and slip they wish, this 1911 it packs a kick you prick
Feel like me when I got it on me, always got it on me
Roll wid a pocket at least
I slap my man then I gave that dotty to Siege
Who's still talking bout beef?
I bored YS on Streatham high street
And I backed that dotty on ****
Backed my hammer on ****
Then I backed my hammer on ****
Niggas' just talk ain't riding a lot
Free my Nigga F he was King of the Block
Remember we slapped corn through man's letter box
Still pissed that I gave that hammer to ****
Fuck this trap talk man ree up the box
Bookey back then woulda took mans stuff
Max got lined now he owes his plug
_ [?] clean dat up