Yeah, I woke up this morning

I rolled me up something to get me going through the day, yeah

That shits a ritual hop out the bed

And then take a little some to the face yeah

It feels habitual I cannot stop it I swear that I'm stuck in my ways

At least I keep moving despite all the challenge yeah

I'm glad to be on my way up

I get a check and I give a percentage to all of my motherfucking day ones

I keep a stick in my denim

In case one of you want to go ahead and say something

I see all that talking he did on the gram

But when they see me, they want to play dumb