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WOKE UP
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Hip-Hop/Rap
WOKE UP was released on May 15, 2026 by Ismo LLC, under exclusive licenses to Novatone Records, a division of NVAT Recordings, Inc. as a part of the album LAST TEARS
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Release DateMay 15, 2026
LabelIsmo LLC, under exclusive licenses to Novatone Records, a division of NVAT Recordings, Inc.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM64

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ismo
Ismo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ismail Ibrahim
Ismail Ibrahim
Composer
Lucas Nitraell Martins Franco
Lucas Nitraell Martins Franco
Composer
Peter Charalampidids
Peter Charalampidids
Composer
ALEXANDROS AVERTIDIS
ALEXANDROS AVERTIDIS
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ismo
Ismo
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer, Recording Engineer
LN On The Beat
LN On The Beat
Producer
@Cc Prodd
@Cc Prodd
Producer
AveBeats
AveBeats
Producer

Lyrics

LN On The Beat
Woke up today I had a dream, baby
I put my bitch in double C and that Celine crazy
I took too many shots out the bar, feel lil sedated
Put the whole block on, I made it, why these **** hatin'?
Blowin' OG Kush out the pack, I be really blazin'
Shots let off, hit his back, he ain't fuckin' make it
How you sayin' fuck twelve? **** I seen you writin' statements
Even though I cheated on you, girl, you still my lil baby
I need the money in the bank, get the fuckin' commas
Woah, drop-top in the rain, ridin' through Bahamas
Shorty said she proud of me, I pop it, throw on my lil collar
Baby mama trippin', callin' my phone sayin' I'm the father
I get the money guala, I hang round with them robbers
G26 I call it, lil bitch I'm the top shotta
We slide, we slide, we slidin', we slidin' in hot cars, bruh
Ion give a fuck watchu sayin', my bitch she the top model
My lil ****, you know we on go
We stayin' together, we uppin' them poles
I'm fuckin' this bitch on her tippy toes
You ain't makin' no noise, you ain't finna grow
Highest in the room, I feel like a drone
Bitches love me, they always be singin' my songs
Off-White with the jeans, mix it with the Chrome
My bad, she callin', ringin' up my phone
I get fly, woah woah, I get fly (I get fly)
I miss the guy, woah woah, we throw the fives up
We rollin' Bambú, we gettin' fried, huh
I dare a **** snatch my chain, **** try, huh (try huh)
I be grindin' my ass off, we be winnin'
Oppas fuckin' with my songs, yeah they listen
That **** dissed up on the guys, he went missin'
Headtaps only, yeah, we aimin' at ya fitted
Woke up today I had a dream, baby
I put my bitch in double C and that Celine crazy
I took too many shots out the bar, feel lil sedated
Put the whole block on, I made it, why these **** hatin'?
Blowin' OG Kush out the pack, I be really blazin'
Shots let off, hit his back, he ain't fuckin' make it
How you sayin' fuck twelve? **** I seen you writin' statements
Even though I cheated on you, girl, you still my lil baby
Written by: ALEXANDROS AVERTIDIS, Ismail Ibrahim, Lucas Nitraell Martins Franco, Peter Charalampidids
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