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letra de w$gt$ (single) - caleb brown

[verse 1]
wake up i gotta get it
pockets empty i’m hungry
i’m politicin’ tired of sleeping
on floors, man, my back is itchin’
i see dom in a benz like i gotta get it
i see nip in a benz like i gotta get it
i see q in a claren, i’m back to business
i see dot win a grammy who am i kidding
i see dot win a grammy who am i kidding like (ah!)
and this for my momma she never been to the bahamas
them county buildings had us trained
ain’t ride on no train but i put this here on my life
them food stamps got traded in vain
she work to the bell, she working from 7 to 12
just to buy me the new twelves
i’m paying her back
i promise to get her arranged and then buy my granny a ‘lac
can’t lack what you missin’
you talking about shooting your shot
but every time you was just brickin’
don’t come in my kitchen
can’t stand to smell what i be cookin’
don’t ask for a piece of the cookin’, mean piece of the pie
ain’t worried about cuttin’ no corners because you was never my kind
you ready to ride? been on a ‘rall for like a week and i feel like i’m ready to die

[bridge]
i woke up that morning with all on my mind said “i’m about to get mine”
i woke up that morning ain’t wasting no time said “i’m back to the grind”
i woke up that morning start pressing them lines i ain’t giving them time
i woke up that morning with pride on my side, i’m the king of my side

[hook](x2)
i woke up that morning
i woke up that morning
i woke up that morning
i woke up that morning
i woke up that morning
west side get the money

[verse 2]
promise my people we on by tomorrow
can tell by my voice i’m reluctant to borrow
i’m still an apostle, evangelist maybe
my music amazing, can’t hate on me lately
they flock when you got it
my life getting crazy, the labels is calling me but cannot persuade me
i’m still with my momma but slowly departing
i’m running up top like the noisy apartment
i been in the game, i’m a twelve-minute starter
it’s just the first half and i’m booming like carter
i’m only seventeen and i’m walking on water
that means i’m like jesus, the son of the father
you get where i’m going, you owe me my praises
you love when i snap, yea i know i’m amazing
you popping blue pills but i mastered the matrix
it’s all in your head, don’t forget how you made it

[hook](x2)
i woke up that morning
i woke up that morning
i woke up that morning
i woke up that morning
i woke up that morning
west side get the money

- caleb brown

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