WAY UP

Wake up

Oh na, na, na, na

Oh na, na, na, na

Wake up

Na na, na na, na na, na na

Look

Me and my bros gettin' money on the worst days, yeah

Lean in my cup, I'm sippin' but I don't thirsty, yeah

And I ain't got time for these girls when I'm workin'

I be going too hard in my birkin

Thank God that I'm chosen, I'm worthy

Yeah

Eyes bloodshot, cause Jones' rollin' that weed up

But I jus' smell hate in the air, every time you boys see us

But you can never stop me, this is all I know

And I put it on my soul

Imma go and get my dough (doe)

Yeah

And every time I wake up

I jus' be thinkin' bout gettin' paper

Ain't got time to make love

I tell 'em bitches I'll see you later

And every time I wake up

I jus be thinkin' bout gettin paper

Bitch I'm on my way up

I can't give a fucc about a hater

150 minimum if o nagana gore ke chaile.

O mong' ne e le snitch, re tshugile bam' molaile

For this Comme de Garçons

Last year we made quarter milli

Me & SUPER whippin', so my outfit cost me double digits

FLEEZY in the kitchen, my other brother never listen

E ne mo ke leng ntjaka he o sena zaka ke sebe

I was raised up in the trenches, fuck the opposition

Came from sellin' off white, RIP Vigil

E ne chelete o e savang , ntjaka re e jele

Ke gopotse magogo, a re ngwanaka o sele

I was really in the gully side, o botsise BIZZY

Ka black dreadlocks ke tshwana le WEEZY

And your girl be wearing fake drip, mmotse gore a e fithle

Kilo wear exclusives, o tla e reka e tswile

The way my brother selling rock, o signer ke Jay-Z

Rip Guzla, Andani Le JB

And every time I wake up

I jus' be thinkin' bout gettin' paper

Ain't got time to make love

I tell 'em bitches I'll see you later

And every time I wake up

I jus be thinkin' bout gettin paper

Bitch I'm on my way up

I can't give a fucc about a hater

Wake up

Oh na , na, na, na

Make love

Oh na, na, na, na

Wake up

Na na, na na, na na, na na