One, two, three, uh

Wake up I feel glad to be me

Money shaking to the bank, I feel glad to be me

Slap my four-digit number down some 3000£

But I'm still looking better, what can they say to me

Uh, wake up, Yorkshire tea

'Cause I love a morning brew, it comes straight after me

Playtime with Veronica, you know how we be

I wake up

Yeah

So my boss literally callin' me and telling me to get into work, and I tell him that I'm a fuckin' rockstar, I don't really want to go out to be fair

And he said, mate, if you don't come into work, I'm gonna sack you, and I told him to fuckin' shove it where he doesn't like it

Actually, let's go

Wake up

I wake up

I wake up

I wake up

Confidence the product, I feel great, I ain't modest feel like kicking

I'm kicking

Good spirit, high flows, my life as a lover, I'm hitting

I'm hitting

Believing in the future, no writer, no producer, I'm spitting

I'm spitting

Super sharp shooter while I'm playing my computer, I'm living

That fucking Minecraft shit, it gets me mad

So get this, yo, I went down to the chippy to go and order a my little Thursday night little treat

Obviously, walking home and that smoking a snout, and I open my bag and I'm looking, and I'm like

Wait, where's the tartare sauce, and I'm like, how the fuck did they forget the tartare sauce? Are you fucking kidding me?

Wake up

I wake up

I wake up

I wake up

Don't push me I'm close to the edge

If you look at me funny, get a smack to the head

'Cause I'm way too tired for a nag and a moan

'Cause I'm way too busy begging banks for a loan

I wake up