Woke Up Big Sean (Ft. Earlly Mac, James Fauntleroy, Mike Posner & Sayitaintone)

[Intro: Big Sean]
Young Chop on the beat
Yup.. money, money, money

[Chorus 1: Big Sean & James Fauntleroy]
I woke up - boy it’s time to get it
Walking to the window, saw the city
Thank God I woke up - feelin' like the mothafuckin’ realest
Living but it’s time to make a killing
Thank God I woke up

[Chorus 2: Big Sean]
Tryna get it every day
Make a hundred mill and run away, way, way
(I woke up) tell these fuck boys they gotta pay
Tryna make a hundred mill and run away, way, way
(I woke up)

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
I woke up, woke up, thank God I woke up (yeah)
Wifey at home but I’m living life like we broke up (yeah)
You hit the hood and post up, I’m gon’ get it ‘til I’m filthy rich
My hands dirty, my gross up (gross), my money doing the toe touch
That’s stretched out, ‘til I’m in the back, stretched out, drinkin' Ace
‘cause I’m decked out, whole hood with me; need a guest house, yea a guest house
Lately, I been getting like mo’ ass and less mouth
‘Cause when they see that whip (skrrt), they start to think about kids
Man, when they see this crib, they gon’ start to think about cribs
Been dealt with real life too long, now it’s time to live
Respect out the D (boi), hardly had a pot to pee in
Now I’m at the Coliseum, lil’ niggas gotta see him
Tryna be him, show you how to follow vision, real nigga
Politician, bad bitch, swallowtician, gotta get it
Yea (yea), last night I lost all that
I’ma wake my ass up, get it all back, thank God