I wake up
wit a fat blunt in my mouth
hol up
lemme thank god first for wakin me up now
I'm feeling motivated
stay on the grind I'm out here roller skatin
it'll take some time
but just in time
man I just know I'll make it
transform
I went from point guard to power forward
and to this game I'm the power cord
cuttin tracks with a power sword
want bread need to flour more
want flowers need to shower more
I take an hour more
x'in out my calendar
hope I'm countin more
cause today I just can't afford
I can't applaud being broke at all
but if you livin for ur dreams you ain't broke at all
pay ya mind and ya spirit
the universe pay me back with lines filled with lyrics
I'm tryna make a stack spittin rhymes can you hear it
I'm tryna kickback with my mind at the clearest
I wake up with a fat blunt
in my mouth
hol up lemme thank god first for wakin me up now
I wake up with a fat blunt in my mouth
hol up
lemme thank god first
I thank god
I wake up
I wake up
I wake up
I wake up
hol up lemme thank god first
I thank god

the centerpiece of my tabernacle
I've seen miracles unfold
tragedies untold
we in the realist state
but ain't sellin houses for a livin
some niggas just rhyme
we bring the ambiance in the buildin
sittin in front dealin
with life first hand
my nigga said the homie back from high school dead
committed suicide
just because you livin don't mean u alive
the world a lie at least be true inside
but who am I to vent
I'm searchin for something that's heaven sent
got that medicine
huffin and puffin that heaven scent
I put every cent
in knowin I'm focused
to where I'm goin
I'll be damn if Ima pawn in a plan someone controlling
pay ya mind and ya spirit 3x
and keep my mind at the clearest
I WAKE UP

I swear people gon change like night to day
lord shield my eyes but don't take my sight away
no matter where I go I feel life's the same
I'm in the dark lord would you please light the way

as long as ya breathin
don't let ya dreams go
you gotta keep hope
you gotta keep hope
got that teen spirit
puffin weed smoke
sippin glyco
with my people
ain't gotta dollar bill
just got alotta bills
I'm tryna find a meal
I'm tryna find a mill
my girl be on my phone
like is this really real
like how you really feel
could this shit be farreal
I'm grindin on my own
yall know what I be on
sippin while I'm blown
changin through time zones
they say my mind gone
I say my mind strong
cuz I let bigons
be bigons
am I wrong
fuck it
I just turn the mic on
my lyrics be so strapped up that shit might turn a dyke on
I'm walkin through a marijuana field
no spikes on
my pockets lookin swollen Ima go n get some ice on

I wake up with a fat blunt in my mouth
hol up
lemme thank god first
I thank god
I wake up
I wake up
I wake up
I wake up
hol up lemme thank god first
I thank god