Wake up Wake Up Wake Up
It's the First of the month
Wake Up Wake Up Wake Up
Put the perp in the blunt
Yesssir West
As I let the coffee drip
Take a sip as I take my morning shit
King On my throne it's where I sit
Plotting out my day and how I tackle it
24 hours in a day
F*ck sleeping
I'll have plenty time for that
When I'm done breathing
The Sun Beamin- on my way to clock in
Put the eye drops in -proceed to lock in
I thought I'd quit
I work to live not the opposite
Bills pile quick man I
Gotta stay on top of it
In my line of work everyday
I take a lotta shit
I smile through a lot of it
Bother me?? No Not a bit
My 9-5 I survive
And I got admit
I wouldn't trade it for the
F*ck that I gotta dip
Pyunnn like a rocket ship
I ain't here to politic
I'm here for the belt-
That's that Apollo Creed/Rocky shit
All I really I know is
We some grown kids
Ain't here for showbiz
Keep up with the Jones'
My focus - put em all on notice
And let em know who the Dopest
Back to the lab again
With flow so extravagant
I will leave no doubt
That my rise is no accident
There ain't no matching it
And I remain adamant
That I'm bringing the gas
And I talking ab flatulents
Who you know that's fresher than Beam
Give me the list
Give me the mic n I might serve they heads on a dish
Chefs kiss sound delish like brunch at the Ritz
It's Easy with this shit when the kid never miss
Cuz I'm back man that's fact man
My paper up and I'm dialed
Good time for a comeback
They ain't heard from me in a while
Surgery with my style
Mobtown since a child
Out here trying to act right
Ain't no church in the wild
Beamin - WAKE UP Lyrics
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English
Wake up Wake Up Wake Up
It's the First of the month
Wake Up Wake Up Wake Up
Put the perp in the blunt
Yesssir West
As I let the coffee drip
Take a sip as I take my morning shit
King On my throne it's where I sit
Plotting out my day and how I tackle it
24 hours in a day
F*ck sleeping
I'll have plenty time for that
When I'm done breathing
The Sun Beamin- on my way to clock in
Put the eye drops in -proceed to lock in
I thought I'd quit
I work to live not the opposite
Bills pile quick man I
Gotta stay on top of it
In my line of work everyday
I take a lotta shit
I smile through a lot of it
Bother me?? No Not a bit
My 9-5 I survive
And I got admit
I wouldn't trade it for the
F*ck that I gotta dip
Pyunnn like a rocket ship
I ain't here to politic
I'm here for the belt-
That's that Apollo Creed/Rocky shit
All I really I know is
We some grown kids
Ain't here for showbiz
Keep up with the Jones'
My focus - put em all on notice
And let em know who the Dopest
Back to the lab again
With flow so extravagant
I will leave no doubt
That my rise is no accident
There ain't no matching it
And I remain adamant
That I'm bringing the gas
And I talking ab flatulents
Who you know that's fresher than Beam
Give me the list
Give me the mic n I might serve they heads on a dish
Chefs kiss sound delish like brunch at the Ritz
It's Easy with this shit when the kid never miss
Cuz I'm back man that's fact man
My paper up and I'm dialed
Good time for a comeback
They ain't heard from me in a while
Surgery with my style
Mobtown since a child
Out here trying to act right
Ain't no church in the wild
It's the First of the month
Wake Up Wake Up Wake Up
Put the perp in the blunt
Yesssir West
As I let the coffee drip
Take a sip as I take my morning shit
King On my throne it's where I sit
Plotting out my day and how I tackle it
24 hours in a day
F*ck sleeping
I'll have plenty time for that
When I'm done breathing
The Sun Beamin- on my way to clock in
Put the eye drops in -proceed to lock in
I thought I'd quit
I work to live not the opposite
Bills pile quick man I
Gotta stay on top of it
In my line of work everyday
I take a lotta shit
I smile through a lot of it
Bother me?? No Not a bit
My 9-5 I survive
And I got admit
I wouldn't trade it for the
F*ck that I gotta dip
Pyunnn like a rocket ship
I ain't here to politic
I'm here for the belt-
That's that Apollo Creed/Rocky shit
All I really I know is
We some grown kids
Ain't here for showbiz
Keep up with the Jones'
My focus - put em all on notice
And let em know who the Dopest
Back to the lab again
With flow so extravagant
I will leave no doubt
That my rise is no accident
There ain't no matching it
And I remain adamant
That I'm bringing the gas
And I talking ab flatulents
Who you know that's fresher than Beam
Give me the list
Give me the mic n I might serve they heads on a dish
Chefs kiss sound delish like brunch at the Ritz
It's Easy with this shit when the kid never miss
Cuz I'm back man that's fact man
My paper up and I'm dialed
Good time for a comeback
They ain't heard from me in a while
Surgery with my style
Mobtown since a child
Out here trying to act right
Ain't no church in the wild
Writer: Will Phillips
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Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC