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Yeah, I finally found my way up Now I gotta stay up The game slowed down Every shot a layup It make you wanna blaze up? (Yea) Get your cake up, you sleep, we on the wake up Wake up 'Til the day I die, I'll be running through the system like a virus Silence when I grace you with the style that keep you vibin' I've been, riding 'round the city with my vibrant Chick that keep me lit like the city I reside in And my theory on this game when O.G.s asks "What's the science?" Stay on my job without one, been a home appliance I live the dream and my nightmares helped me out The Midas, touch the pen, striking gold thought I was a minor So wake the fuck up! And get ya cash up Just keep your eyes on the snakes, make sure ya grass cut I put the mask on, I bring the bag out So get the fuck back! And sit your ass down See I go in the booth, And I just black out You hiding from the truth, I always lay the facts down Now I'ma class act, used to be a class clown Didn't choose the fast route, I worked to where I am now Letras de cancionesGotta count ya blessings before they fade away Stay away from people that prevent you from the great escape They try to dock me but I swear I couldn't stay in place My pen heavy, only anchor on me, what this paper make This that soul music, nigga turn me up some Thinking light years ahead I can feel the buzz Eyes dilated, see the up and up And every blessing count nigga just keep it a buck Been the bigger man since I had a sippy cup So many dead homies, nigga forced to run it up Stay on track knowing that it's never enough Learning how to pull a card, pull any would bluff Got a couple of the queens on lay away Got a couple dumb niggas checking me today Got that Ace in the hole, more bottles of Spades Rappers days numbered nigga, I'm gunning for king I finally found my way up Now I gotta stay up The game slowed down Every shot I layup It make you wanna blaze up? (Yea) Get your cake up, You sleep, we on the wake up Wake up From Letras Mania