Wake Me Up Lyrics

Yeah

Kwa

Wake up

To a 223

Ride to Tupac

All Eyes On Me

I'm the bad guy

All lies on me

But when shit down

Still call on me

Yeah

On top no limits

Riding from the start

I ain't finished

Stand on the price

Mean business

In the bando

With my niggas

Make a killing

They gone trap

No witness

Stacked

To the ceiling

Yeah

Money Bag K

Free my niggas

Still serving a sentence

Swerving & gripping

Listen

Watch too close

Leave yo ass on the curb

In the trenches

Stunting is a habit

Get like me

Mad his new bitch

Can't whip like me

Cop a new whip

Can't pimp like me

Watching my moves

Do shit like me

That's unlikely

Yeah

Know I kick shit

Call me spike lee

Make it look good

Do this slightly

Still Precisely

Just don't try me

Craa Craa

Tryna eat good

We don't run from beef

Ion do dates

Nigga ice my teeth

Real hot girl

So I keep my heat

yeah yeah

Really they checking for me

Can't put no funds in the checking

For me

But broke niggas

Always expecting something

Nah

Really I play with these niggas

Shoot them a text

I might send him a picture

Only persist

If he run up the numbers

Yeah

Yeah

He like my energy

Seen his old bitch

She ain't feeling me

Hope she don't think she my enemy

Nah '

Nah

I'm tryna run up a check

Only the fam

Give a fuck bout the rest

Woke up a demon

And now I can't rest

Wake me up

Got nothing to prove

Chasing a bag

Got nothing to lose

I got them mad with nothing to do

I got them mad with nothing to do

Wake me up

Switching on me

And you ain't got to choose

Snitch on the team

We gone make sure you snooze

Snitch on the team

We gone make sure you snooze

Yeah

Yeah

Wake me up

Mmm hmm

Cause money the motive

I'm tryna ride them

She tryna control them

She think I want them

I don't even know them

Mmm mm

Nah

Heard that's ya nigga

I ain't tryna hold them

He tryna fuck

And I don't even know them

Follow the wave

So I ain't got to show them

Yeah

I'm in the front

You can't pass shit

Yo nigga broke

He can't grab this

Y'all sound a lot

Like the last bitch

Damn

Heard ya new single

I think the shit tragic

Drop the Ep

They gone think the shit magic

I'm on they ass

And I can't let them have it

Nah

Nah

Straight to the bank

I be laughing

Posting a pic

With no caption

Think I'm his whip

How he gassing

Craa Craa

Getting this paper is mandatory

They really ain't

In my category

They tried to play me

another story

Yeah

Yeah

Wake you up

Know the lil bitch

She be sleeping on me

Come to yo crib

When you sleeping homie

PTSD

So I keep it on me

Damn Right

Yeah

I'm in the front

You can't pass shit

Yo nigga broke

He can't grab dis

Y'all sound a lot

Like the last bitch

Damn

Wake me up

Got nothing to prove

Chasing a bag

Got nothing to lose

I got them mad with nothing to do

I got them mad with nothing to do

Wake me up

Switching on me

And you ain't got to choose

Snitch on the team

We gone make sure you snooze

Snitch on the team

We gone make sure you snooze

Craa

Kwa

Got nothing to prove

Chasing a bag

Got nothing to lose

I got them mad with nothing to do

I got them mad with nothing to do