Woke Up ft. 5YLA Lyrics

Woke up Alhamdoulilah

I'm a dope boy no 9 to 5

Sorry mom sometimes got to lie

That's bro them gang gone ride

I'm toxic love got to die

New girl them just for the flight

100 pounds that's just for the night

100 rounds shooter got a green light

Out of town for a meeting Mob ties

We getting to the 6 in 3 sit tight

I'm a dope boy no 9 to 5

Woke up Alhamdoulilah

Woke up Alhamdoulilah

Count my blessings baby on God

No more dark times

Just mob ties

My chick like Bonnie I'm Clide

Dolo twin whenever I slide

I'm on it give me the sign

Tell me some weird I'll apply

No cap

I love the pressure just push me

She wont leave you but she still choosing

That camcorder now zooming

All these bad memories now clueless

Unchained Django

yeah yeah I'mtrouble

Got you loosing words I'm on board

These rat moves like a see threw

You a target that's for exemple

Look at my neck I'm next boy cut me a check gotta pay respect

I'm drippy she wet she call me the best I look like a munch in my nike tech

For the tears I cried for the blood I spilled

Add a zero to the deal

For the tears we cried and the blood we spilled

Add a zero to the deal

v12 we speeding

Blue and red lights niggas ain't stopping

Niggas was starving sold out evening

On the lookout gang is hanging this ain't no cookout

This ain't no cookout

Push weight my niggas got the work out ain't talking workout

But I Hope is gone work out

If not thank God im back getting work out

Woke up Alhamdoulilah

I'm a dope boy no 9 to 5

Sorry mom sometimes got to lie

That's bro them gang gone ride

I'm toxic love got to die

New girl them just for the flight

100 pounds that's just for the night

100 rounds shooter got a green light

Out of town for a meeting Mob ties

We getting to the 6 in 3 sit tight

I'm a dope boy no 9 to 5

Woke up Alhamdoulilah

Gimme the Go and I'm hitting the road

Loving my god never selling my soul

Give me the sign I be rocking my shows

Keeping my head on my shoulders

Canada Goose I'm hot

All Eyes I feel like Pac

Drop it baby don't ever stop

So many envy but they on stop

Run it Heavy

I leave it it messy

Won like 30 shots on Messi

Got me a rollie I want me a Presi

Add up the price on the cheese and the Fetty

A milli a milli I want me a billi

Probably the day I be catching some feelings

Catching a flight now I' dipping

Catch up on things that a nigga be missing

I love pressure baby all the pressure baby I'm way better when you press me

In the trenches baby real trenches baby you ain't good dog we gone press them

100 bands blew that in a month

Selfmade little boy you a munch

100 bands blew that in a month ordering caviar what you eating for lunch

Ain't none wrong with a little 9 to 5 get your money up they ain't down to ride

Nigga level up I'm on the money side

Buckle up we in a M5

(Skrt skrt skrt)

To the next vibe

(Pew pew) if a nigga slide

Yeah I woke up doing just fine and I thank God every damn time

Woke up Alhamdoulilah

I'm a dope boy no 9 to 5

Sorry mom sometimes got to lie

That's bro them gang gone ride

I'm toxic love got to die

New girl them just for the flight

100 pounds that's just for the night

100 rounds shooter got a green light

Out of town for a meeting Mob ties

We getting to the 6 in 3 sit tight

I'm a dope boy no 9 to 5

Woke up Alhamdoulilah