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WOKE UP LIKE
Ft. Young Sae
.:Hook:.
Woke up like, hold up, where the money at?
Spark a blunt, then I, get to counting that
Woke up like, hold up, where the money at?
Spark a blunt, then I get, back to counting that
Woke up like, hold up, where the money at?
Spark a blunt, then I, get to counting that
Woke up like, hold up, where the money at?
Spark a blunt, then I get, back to counting that
.:Young Sae:.
It be that nigga Young Sae, I never slip
Hang w them niggas that got cannons like a battle ship
You wanna trip, check me out, yes I got them clips
& don't be gettin all mushy when you see the whip
Oh yeah I'm hot, you aint heard, yes ya boy could spit
Step into the plate, nigga get that ass ripped
You wanna test me, nigga you aint hot at all
Niggas think that I am Nash just the way I ball
Niggas think that I wear vans cause I'm off the wall
All I need is 3 seconds & I'm in them draws
Nevermind, yo bitch don't wear no fuckin draws
She came to me first, cause she said yo dick was small
& I don't give a fuck about that bitch anyway
Cause I could have that bitch, on my dick anyday
You call that bitch hoops cause I shoot the J
& just remember this one thing...
.:Hook:.
Woke up like, hold up, where the money at?
Spark a blunt, then I, get to counting that
Woke up like, hold up, where the money at?
Spark a blunt, then I get, back to counting that
Woke up like, hold up, where the money at?
Spark a blunt, then I, get to counting that
Woke up like, hold up, where the money at?
Spark a blunt, then I get, back to counting that
.:R3D:.
Ask me about a year ago, I never used to blow on dro
Whipping in my Honda Civic, scooping chickens on the low
Elders tell me about my life, I’m thinking they just really old
Lost my car, my pad, I should have listened, now I’m fucking broke
Smoking, smoking (now you smoking?) Whatchu smoking bro?
Got that purp, that Bo, that every thing you need to not know
Baby it’s, Eastside 1.4.Duce, or to you 89142
Lady I’m, tryna get from you, you about 4x my age you, Crazy Bitch
If I would had, not have not been black, my nigga, my dick would still been big
If I would had not, picked up a bottle, ya bish, I’d still be smoking this
Girl I’m, on my way tho…band wagon is moving slowly
Hakuna Matata on me, can’t none of these niggas hold me (back)
LISTEN JACK…You need to tell me where it’s at?
CLICK CLACK…Don’t make the homies get the gat
WHERE IT AT…Release the clip, to keep the peace
…3 niggaz, 3 gunz…all pointed at me, then I
.:Hook:.
Woke up like, hold up, where the money at?
Spark a blunt, then I, get to counting that
Woke up like, hold up, where the money at?
Spark a blunt, then I get, back to counting that
Woke up like, hold up, where the money at?
Spark a blunt, then I, get to counting that
Woke up like, hold up, where the money at?
Spark a blunt, then I get, back to counting that
Turbulence
.:Verse:.
Headed down on Boulder street, Peeking out the stripper whores
Fruit punch & swisher sweets, All I need at liquor stores
Hot as Hell no AC, whipping to my grandma house
All my family got a mouth, music loud I'm tuning out
Cooling down & maxxin out, turning on my XBox
Looking at my dog like, nigga get up off my couch
Feeling like my head hot, stressing over bread a lot
Warming up the slot machine, tryna hit the jackpot
Hit up Lo I'm feeling low, Feigning for that green crack
Wattup bro I got the dro, Lemme get a 20 sac
To satisfy my mental vibes, Scrutinizing out my odds & shit
Auntie came & brought a blunt, Never mind I'm getting high with
Mistah cool super saver grandmpa Mike
In the shmokers alley shmoking on that flight
Pro-fessional basketball on satellite
Bet we all ball when my chedda get right
Right now I'm feeling chronically lifted
After I get the blunt then she licking
I'd lick from her head to those...
-SKIT-
.:Verse:.
Child support, child support, DA Office, Child support
Case worker don't give a tit, Pay up now or you getting pinched
Fucking bitch go eat a dick in this muthafucka…
Mutha funky fucker, fucking ducks wouldn't fuck ya
I'm filled w courage, you a coward, I will mentally devour
Sub consciousness evil power, Gotta look outward, don't look downward
Down there nothing special…Pro-tecting myself from
These demons obsessed with the blood in vessels
Oh hell no! What in the hell, got in yo head? Bro?
I thought I was gone, go for the goal. My bad, coach
You stupid don’t listen, burn when you pissin
Hard headed dick head, hurt when you shittin
Been on the strip &, using his pimp hand
Hombre got sentenced by the Judge who be sniffin
With a daughter whose father is pass contradicting
Whippin, with him, importing shipments
…………If I don’t like you, you a mark
Beware of the dark, My daughter my heart
This music my art, 3-Deezy I’m like Weezy
I’m on fire man, get higher…Iron man, Tony Stark
Tell the Rangers at the park, that I’m Murdering
Veterans, Better yet again I’m beheading em’
Heaven less, Bet against, 3D I will take offense
I’m already in the sky, why you fucking up my turbulence
credits
from
13' Til Infinity,
released August 16, 2013
6. Woke Up Like Ft. Young Sae | Turbulence 8:26
- Written by D. George | M. Brown
- Produced by Kid Polo | Juanito
- Additional Vocals by C. Stevenson & D. Johnson (Voice Msgs)
| D. Walton & S. Muhammad (Turbulence)
- Recorded by R3D at TA Studio, LV
- Mixed by R3D at TA Studio, LV
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