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Wake up in the morning For the wake and bake Check my bank account Make sure my paper straight I tap the blunt out I'll finish it at the end of the day The money line calling Need it each and every way Pump it pump it pump it pump it I'm way too grown To deal with that dumb st I'm not no scholarship I ain't fundin' st A real na back Gone and throw that back She like gucci fendi prada Ima give her nada Work too hard I'll save my dollas I'm cappin' I came out them balenciagas I don't think I can stop her But Ima Wake up in the morning For the wake and bake Check my bank account Make sure that my paper straight I tap the blunt out I'll finish it at the end of the day The money line calling Need it each and every way Trey five on my mind I'm steady burnin' The phony the fake and the hate I'm not concerned with I gotta get it on my own It's no discussion Tell my school to kiss my a Im still deferring all them loans Up on my phone Hello this call is for Mr. Rich Bh leave me alone Im practicing just what I preach Like im Barry White Opposition want me to peak But Ima be aight Wake up in the morning For the wake and bake Check my bank account Make sure that my paper straight I tap the blunt out I'll finish it at the end of the day The money line calling Need it each and every way
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