Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elorm Ahorsu
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
mulade
Producer
Lyrics
Two P.M. wake up
Had a little drama with my maker
Understand Mumma been my saviour
Soul got rich
When I understood my make up
Young black boy all my moods finna shake up
Soul got rich
When I didn't wanna say much
Heart-stained paper
Squid from the waiter
Hips from Jamaica, she gon' move to some Kaytra
Wiggle with the snake moves
Eight hours later
Had a two p.m.wake up
Had a little drama with my maker
Understand Mumma been my saviour
Soul got rich
When I understood my make up
Young black boy all my moods finna shake up
Soul got rich
When I didn't wanna say much
Heart-stained paper
Squid from the waiter
Hips from Jamaica, she gon' move to some Kaytra
Wiggle with the snake moves
Eight hours later had a two p.m. wake wait…
My soul got rich…
My soul got rich!
Two o'clock in the afternoon we're getting up
Bro doing heavy night steady reps pushing dust
Hat low, never singing like nelly does
Grey brim but fuck a grey t-
(Woah woah, woah that's my fault I shouldn't have…)
O that boy a bitch I know he can't admit
Money hit I feel like Mitch
Wavy jits dripping
Bitch slipped off a maggy sip
Lit with my killys
Move sick than the illest is
All off a two p.m. wake up
Had a little drama with my maker
Understand Mumma been my saviour
My soul got rich
When I understood my make up
Young black boy all my moods finna shake up
Soul got rich
When I didn't wanna say much
Heart-stained paper
Squid from the waiter
Hips from Jamaica, she gon' move to some Kaytra
Wiggle with the snake moves
Eight hours later
Had a two p.m. wake up
Written by: Elorm Ahorsu
