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

Leine 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, coz Jones' rollin' that weed up

Yeah

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

Yeah

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

And I put it on my soul

Imma go and get my dough

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 fuck about a hater

150 minimum if o nagana gore ke chaile

O mong' ne e le snitch, re tshugile ba mmolaile

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 fuck 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