Wake up in the morning grab my Glock
Please don't tell me bout how you got love for me when you do not
Way that all my homies acting why the f*ck would I need opps
If theres smoke they call lil stan if there ain't smoke then no one call
I put blood sweat tears my life into this shit you took it dog
But id be wrong if I went back to robbing
I got go and get this shit cause I can feel the reaper knocking
My own homie told me give up on my dreams like thats a option
Same homie I had got his name tatted on me
Same homie catch him putting this flame on his body
Chains on my body feel like I'm a walking lick
Pressure on a opp we slid and he ain't pop it since
Tears falling off me drenching thousand dollar jeans
All these tears could prolly fill a swimming pool
Its not shit for me to come get rid of you
She looked at me like damn what they did to you
Think of the worst and times it by a hundred thou
I put you first you put me last I wonder how
Tired of this life
If I could I would go tonight
It hurts that every time I'm right
This a hundred and seventy dollar sprite
Wake up in the morning grab my glock
Please don't tell me bout how you got love for me when you do not
Way that all my homies acting why the f*ck would I need opps
If theres smoke they call lil stan if there ain't smoke then no one call
I put blood sweat tears my life into this shit you took it dog
Not getting on no gangster shit with you cause you the cops
Not getting on no gangster shit with you I love your moms
You got one more chance if you slip up than that shit off
Pour this drank up f*ck about the cost
Play with me you f*ck round and get lost
Same ones I turnt em up don't f*ck with me at all
All that fake ass gangsta shit gon get you hurt
They got guns I got guns I'm shooting first
Not to much gon get your bitch ass merced
Lil stan gon put your brains all on your cousins shirt
Don't try'n come back
Lets just leave it where we at
Lets forget about the past
I do not care bout what we had
I do not miss you and its sad
Sliding round my bity with no mask
You gon get wacked about lil stan
God damn what happened to your man
They left lets leave that shit like that
Wake up in the morning grab my glock
Please don't tell me bout how you got love for me when you do not
Way that all my homies acting why the f*ck would I need opps
If theres smoke they call lil stan if there ain't smoke then no one call
Same homie I had got his name tatted on me
Same homie catch him putting this flame on his body
Chains on my body feel like I'm a walking lick
Pressure on a opp we slid and he ain't pop it since
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Wake up in the morning grab my Glock
Please don't tell me bout how you got love for me when you do not
Way that all my homies acting why the f*ck would I need opps
If theres smoke they call lil stan if there ain't smoke then no one call
I put blood sweat tears my life into this shit you took it dog
But id be wrong if I went back to robbing
I got go and get this shit cause I can feel the reaper knocking
My own homie told me give up on my dreams like thats a option
Same homie I had got his name tatted on me
Same homie catch him putting this flame on his body
Chains on my body feel like I'm a walking lick
Pressure on a opp we slid and he ain't pop it since
Tears falling off me drenching thousand dollar jeans
All these tears could prolly fill a swimming pool
Its not shit for me to come get rid of you
She looked at me like damn what they did to you
Think of the worst and times it by a hundred thou
I put you first you put me last I wonder how
Tired of this life
If I could I would go tonight
It hurts that every time I'm right
This a hundred and seventy dollar sprite
Wake up in the morning grab my glock
Please don't tell me bout how you got love for me when you do not
Way that all my homies acting why the f*ck would I need opps
If theres smoke they call lil stan if there ain't smoke then no one call
I put blood sweat tears my life into this shit you took it dog
Not getting on no gangster shit with you cause you the cops
Not getting on no gangster shit with you I love your moms
You got one more chance if you slip up than that shit off
Pour this drank up f*ck about the cost
Play with me you f*ck round and get lost
Same ones I turnt em up don't f*ck with me at all
All that fake ass gangsta shit gon get you hurt
They got guns I got guns I'm shooting first
Not to much gon get your bitch ass merced
Lil stan gon put your brains all on your cousins shirt
Don't try'n come back
Lets just leave it where we at
Lets forget about the past
I do not care bout what we had
I do not miss you and its sad
Sliding round my bity with no mask
You gon get wacked about lil stan
God damn what happened to your man
They left lets leave that shit like that
Wake up in the morning grab my glock
Please don't tell me bout how you got love for me when you do not
Way that all my homies acting why the f*ck would I need opps
If theres smoke they call lil stan if there ain't smoke then no one call
Same homie I had got his name tatted on me
Same homie catch him putting this flame on his body
Chains on my body feel like I'm a walking lick
Pressure on a opp we slid and he ain't pop it since
Please don't tell me bout how you got love for me when you do not
Way that all my homies acting why the f*ck would I need opps
If theres smoke they call lil stan if there ain't smoke then no one call
I put blood sweat tears my life into this shit you took it dog
But id be wrong if I went back to robbing
I got go and get this shit cause I can feel the reaper knocking
My own homie told me give up on my dreams like thats a option
Same homie I had got his name tatted on me
Same homie catch him putting this flame on his body
Chains on my body feel like I'm a walking lick
Pressure on a opp we slid and he ain't pop it since
Tears falling off me drenching thousand dollar jeans
All these tears could prolly fill a swimming pool
Its not shit for me to come get rid of you
She looked at me like damn what they did to you
Think of the worst and times it by a hundred thou
I put you first you put me last I wonder how
Tired of this life
If I could I would go tonight
It hurts that every time I'm right
This a hundred and seventy dollar sprite
Wake up in the morning grab my glock
Please don't tell me bout how you got love for me when you do not
Way that all my homies acting why the f*ck would I need opps
If theres smoke they call lil stan if there ain't smoke then no one call
I put blood sweat tears my life into this shit you took it dog
Not getting on no gangster shit with you cause you the cops
Not getting on no gangster shit with you I love your moms
You got one more chance if you slip up than that shit off
Pour this drank up f*ck about the cost
Play with me you f*ck round and get lost
Same ones I turnt em up don't f*ck with me at all
All that fake ass gangsta shit gon get you hurt
They got guns I got guns I'm shooting first
Not to much gon get your bitch ass merced
Lil stan gon put your brains all on your cousins shirt
Don't try'n come back
Lets just leave it where we at
Lets forget about the past
I do not care bout what we had
I do not miss you and its sad
Sliding round my bity with no mask
You gon get wacked about lil stan
God damn what happened to your man
They left lets leave that shit like that
Wake up in the morning grab my glock
Please don't tell me bout how you got love for me when you do not
Way that all my homies acting why the f*ck would I need opps
If theres smoke they call lil stan if there ain't smoke then no one call
Same homie I had got his name tatted on me
Same homie catch him putting this flame on his body
Chains on my body feel like I'm a walking lick
Pressure on a opp we slid and he ain't pop it since
Writer: Alexander DeMaio
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid