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I woke up early in the morning (Yeah) Same shit but it's some different on me (Yeah) I feel depressed when the hood is game boring (Yeah) All the problems, all the drama, hatin' on me (Ayy) When it look like a grey day (Hey), mean for us it's a pay day (Ayy) Sitting on a house looking how the day pass Tryna get it for my own it got me crazy (Oh, oh) All the Lean and the gas is now hitting hot (Oh, oh) All I got in my head is run up off the block (Skrt) Feeling, bro, I wanna run, I wanna get it all I wanna take the whole world 'cause I deserve some (Oh) I called my brother, I tell him "Bro, I need to move" (Brr) I called my mama, and I told her "I'ma take the moon" (Brr) Don't cry for me, I'ma going be back soon (No, no, no) Don't cry, baby, I will think about you (No, no, no) Late night, I get the keys off the whip Now I'm leaving out the crib (Out the crib) Now I'm carving on the road and everybody sleeps (Skrt, skrt) All I've got in my head is that I'm going to be rich Six forty, driving in the foreign No license, I don't give no fuck man Big bag on the back, fear on me All I know I gotta get out by the morning Six fifty, driving in the foreign Letras de cancionesNo license, I don't give no fuck man I don't wanna live my life as a broke man I prefer dying young and baller Seven twenty, driving in the foreign No license and the police chasing on me I've gotta press the gas when the phone ring Baby calling on the phone, she waiting on me Seven forty, driving in the foreign I picked the phone she said "What's up?!", I couldn't say nothing She hear all the ''skrrs'' and the sirens I said "Babe, I gotta go, you'll be proud of me" From Letras Mania