Everyday I Wake Up - YN Jay

(Ooh, it's Blue$trip, baby)
Yeah
Ayy
Shit, shit

She keep tellin'— ahh
She keep tellin' me that— ahh, shit
She keep tellin' me she love me but she lyin' to me
I had to start the conversation, she was fine to me
I was a kid walkin'— yeah, fuck
I was a kid walkin' around, I had a nine on me
Too much money, you will damn near lose your mind, won't you?
Autographin' titties at the show, I had to sign on it, damn
Got a pretty bitch, she ain't got no attitude
I'ma be gon' for a minute but I'm comin' back to you
And this shit run in the blood, lil' bro a smacker too
And one bitch, that ain't enough, I'm comin' back with two
Everyday I wake up, gotta get my cake up
I'ma run some pape' up, then I pour some drank up
Pull up with some Call of Duty guns, you better plate up
I'ma real boss, niggas still tryna get they rank up
Bitch mad 'cause I don't speak to her, I don't say much
Me and my bitch split apart, we had to break up
Nigga think he gettin' off, he got on fake Buffs
Nigga knew his life was gone, lift that Drac' up
I ain't never go to school but I was educated
You don't wanna chase your goals, it's like you scared to make it
Trappin' out the new spot but the house look vacant
They don't like to see shine, they can't stop from hatin'
Damn, I don't argue on the 'net, I let the money talk
Shinin', it must be the diamonds off Money Talk
How you mad I hit your bitch? She just love a boss
Niggas tried to put you on, you be runnin' off
I'm high as hell drinkin' lean like, "What if guns could talk"
Ain't got kids but if I did, that mean my son a boss
I got a rich friend don't do shit, he just love to golf
Niggas be hatin' so damn bad, it started rubbin' off
Bitch pussy ain't the best but the head good
Ten bitches in one room, I got a bed full
Beat her doonies from the back, I did the leg move
I got bed just for brain, that's the head room
Ayy, you can tell the jewelry real by how the diamonds hit
You ain't gon' make it over night, you gotta grind a bit
It's finna be one of them nights, I gotta find a 'fit
Coochie Man, I close my eyes, I bet I find a bitch
And I rewind a bitch, let me rewind a bit
I'm thinkin' 'bout some old cat, I gotta find this bitch
Can't wait— yeah
Got my timin', yeah, I'm on
Lil' lyin' bitch

Ooh, it's Blue$trip, baby