Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
eLVy the God
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luis A Melendez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
HundredMajor
Producer
Lyrics
( HOOK )
Wake up
Get yo mfkn
Cake up
Wide awake
Inside da trap
All night
I had to stay up
She blowing up
My phone
I answer
Then I hang up
Can’t focus
Ona bitch
I gotta get dis paper
If
U mad im
Gettin
Money
U a hater
Gettin
To It
Right now
I ain’t
Trynna
Talk
I’ll see u later
I be grinding
Like
I’m Tony hawk
You’ll think
I was a skater
Dnt look back
Keep goin
It’s a long way
Up the latter
(VERSE 1)
Pop a nikka
Like olly
If he try me
After I go get it
Done
Ion talk about
Dem bodies
U can
Call me
What u want
But u can’t
Label
Me a bitch
Or a snitch
All da goonies
Know I’m riding
N they know
I’m wit the shits
They know
Ima get up
On em
Finish him
Empty
Clip
One of dem
Ones Out
Dat bunch
I can show
U how it get
I been Ckoolin
But still a split
A nikkas shit
Dnt take
My kindness
For weakness
Ima think
U think
Ima bitch
Dnt become
Another
Target
Ona list
Make u remember
Sumn
That u won’t forget
Pull shootin by myself
No needa call for an
Assist
Keep a 30 round me
Run up on me
Ima have to switch
( HOOK )
Wake up
Get yo mfkn
Cake up
Wide awake
Inside da trap
All night
I had to stay up
She blowing up
My phone
I answer
Then I hang up
Can’t focus
Ona bitch
I gotta get dis paper
If
U mad im
Gettin
Money
U a hater
Gettin
To It
Right now
I ain’t
Trynna
Talk
I’ll see u later
I be grinding
Like
I’m Tony hawk
You’ll think
I was a skater
Dnt look back
Keep goin
It’s a long way
Up the latter
( Verse 2)
Im catching
Plays
Like
Devin Hester
From Back Ina day
I’m w folks ridin in traffic
They told me
They gotta stain
Take risks and prosper
Nd do dis shi for da gang
And for the ones dat we love
So they can’t complain
Get yo mfkn
Cake up
Aint no time
To play games
Ona phone
N lay up
Get up off
Yo ass n go get
To dat paper
Rather chase
A bag
I told her she
Can suck me later
Pull up on ya fast
I got gas all kind
Of flavors
I got what u need
Just come cash
Ion do favors
Fucked it up
A couple times
N ran up
It again
Understand
Dat in dis
World u gotta
Sin to win
( HOOK )
Wake up
Get yo mfkn
Cake up
Wide awake
Inside da trap
All night
I had to stay up
She blowing up
My phone
I answer
Then I hang up
Can’t focus
Ona bitch
I gotta get dis paper
If
U mad im
Gettin
Money
U a hater
Gettin
To It
Right now
I ain’t
Trynna
Talk
I’ll see u later
I be grinding
Like
I’m Tony hawk
You’ll think
I was a skater
Dnt look back
Keep goin
It’s a long way
Up the latter
Written by: Luis A Melendez
