When I wake up in the morning...
There aint much for me to say.
I get up.
I got to go to work agian.
Fuck being a slave.
You got to do your own shit, get the motions, hit the potions...
Get ferocious, stop giving into the bullshit, start a damn buisness.
Do.
I won't be under no one
Hell naw nigga
I wont bow down to no one
Hell naw nigga
I will never owe one
Hell naw nigga
Man this shit sucks, man this shit sucks, man this shit sucks
Why the hell do I exist? I dont want to be your bitch
Or work for petty tips
I just want to have some fun
Baby loose my lunch, Im smoking way to fucking much
Get drunk with my friends, take a trip to France
Put in the plans
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Azizi Gibson, Tyrone Frost
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