I wake up in the morning, take a piss, and grab a strap

Then I wipe my eyes and then I pour a cup of Act

I gotta check the stash 'cause bitches don't know how to act

I fucked it off the night before, I gotta make it back, gang

I gotta make it back, gang, gang

I gotta make it back, gang, gang

I gotta make it back, gang, gang

Gang, gang

Trap house, shooting craps and shit

Why Varney got the Mac and shit

Love you, she'll whack a bitch

While Tracy and them be wrapping bricks

Bitch I used to call my sis, I filled the lil' hoe up with dick

Now she call **** her brothers, but I know I'm used to it

Gucci slides, fuck her in the window while I'm serving pies

Try to slide, got this choppa on me and I leave him fried

Homicide took his face apart, he unidentified

50K up in my lawyer, just in case they lookin' for me

Can't stand the smell of that work

That's why my brothers cook it for me

30K a show, don't call my phone, just book it for me

Money in my hand, that fast money, fast money

I ain't talking Wayne, I need that cash money

Wake up in the morning, take a piss and grab the strap

Then I wipe my eyes and then I pour a cup of Act

I gotta check the stash 'cause bitches don't know how to act

I fucked it off the night before, I gotta make it back, gang

I gotta make it back, gang, gang

I gotta make it back, gang, gang

I gotta make it back, gang, gang

Gang, gang

All these **** tweaking, if you crossin' me, you stuck

I be in the city, fuck ****, we ain't duckin' shit

All the real ****, street ****, they gon' fuck with this

All the real killas, trap ****, they gon' fuck with this

Head shot, run up on dark pussy, better not dead rock

What you gon' do from that red dot

Run, ****, better have your gun that's on my son, ****

We don't even tote 30's, pussy, we like drums, ****

Every **** round me, they gon' for me

Tweak with me, foe nem get in them groceries

I got the city how it supposed to be

(I'm a real **** and they notice me)

I wake up in the morning, take a piss, and grab a strap

Then I wipe my eyes and then I pour a cup of Act

I gotta check the stash 'cause bitches don't know how to act

I fucked it off the night before, I gotta make it back, gang

I gotta make it back, gang, gang

I gotta make it back, gang, gang

I gotta make it back, gang, gang

Gang, gang