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I be up hella late, wide a, wide awake
Every day gettin' paid, we don't, we don't play
Double shot of the grey, we don't we don't chase
With the team going cray, told you that we straight
I be up hella late, wide a, wide awake
At the crib 3am, we don't take no breaks
All the snow in her face, she gon' need a sleigh
Going hard up in the paint, sun all in my face
Corona in my hand, let me finish with the cig
Don't you ever trust a man who just worried bout a bitch
You can see it his eyes, he ain't really with the shit
Yeah they snakes be hard to find but they tongues be always split
D,Y
This that Joe Bonanno don flow
Spicy like a Chile, uh shout out Santiago
Get up out my face, I need some space
Just like Staccato
We don't ever let up, showing no murcielago
Posted up drinking at the crib
Zoning out just making hits
Told your ass I'm tryna eat, went and got myself a bib
Got tajin all on the rim
Spark it up and take a hit
We in this together ah, we gon make through this shit
Make it clap, blow a stack, we can really run it back
Major league with it ay, she can really throw it back
Shawty bad, that's a fact, got me acting outta hand
You was busy counting sheep, we was busy counting bands
I be up hella late, wide a, wide awake
Every day gettin' paid, we don't, we don't play
Double shot of the grey, we don't we don't chase
With the team going cray, told you that we straight
I be up hella late, wide a, wide awake
At the crib 3am, we don't take no breaks
All the snow in her face, she gon' need a sleigh
Going hard up in the paint, sun all in my face
I know that I'm crazy, I wanna come in, but they shuttin me out
Figure the pressure was makin me stronger but really just givin me all of my doubts
Huntin em down , I was the man
Tell me the move and I'll figure a plan
Now I'm just drinking, wit people and friends in the makin, I really just don't understand
Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah
Take Shots , Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah
I dunno what's gotten into me, maybe I'm iffy on how I do business, it's killin me
You gotta stick to yo lane, I won't say no to the fame
I be up, like a virgin at a strip club
Damn right, neva up unless I'm gettin drunk
Off that gin and lemonade, party cause a nigga don't think, an I mean that
Really wanna go and take shots no relapse,
Finna make it happen, I'ma get it then I relax
Party wit my niggas till I'm on huh
Burnin' rubbish like husan sun
You gotta stick to yo plans
You gotta call uncle sam
You gotta prove it to me that you wide awake
Now a days, other ways I wont be givin a dam MAN
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I be up hella late, wide a, wide awake
Every day gettin' paid, we don't, we don't play
Double shot of the grey, we don't we don't chase
With the team going cray, told you that we straight
I be up hella late, wide a, wide awake
At the crib 3am, we don't take no breaks
All the snow in her face, she gon' need a sleigh
Going hard up in the paint, sun all in my face
Corona in my hand, let me finish with the cig
Don't you ever trust a man who just worried bout a bitch
You can see it his eyes, he ain't really with the shit
Yeah they snakes be hard to find but they tongues be always split
D,Y
This that Joe Bonanno don flow
Spicy like a Chile, uh shout out Santiago
Get up out my face, I need some space
Just like Staccato
We don't ever let up, showing no murcielago
Posted up drinking at the crib
Zoning out just making hits
Told your ass I'm tryna eat, went and got myself a bib
Got tajin all on the rim
Spark it up and take a hit
We in this together ah, we gon make through this shit
Make it clap, blow a stack, we can really run it back
Major league with it ay, she can really throw it back
Shawty bad, that's a fact, got me acting outta hand
You was busy counting sheep, we was busy counting bands
I be up hella late, wide a, wide awake
Every day gettin' paid, we don't, we don't play
Double shot of the grey, we don't we don't chase
With the team going cray, told you that we straight
I be up hella late, wide a, wide awake
At the crib 3am, we don't take no breaks
All the snow in her face, she gon' need a sleigh
Going hard up in the paint, sun all in my face
I know that I'm crazy, I wanna come in, but they shuttin me out
Figure the pressure was makin me stronger but really just givin me all of my doubts
Huntin em down , I was the man
Tell me the move and I'll figure a plan
Now I'm just drinking, wit people and friends in the makin, I really just don't understand
Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah
Take Shots , Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah
I dunno what's gotten into me, maybe I'm iffy on how I do business, it's killin me
You gotta stick to yo lane, I won't say no to the fame
I be up, like a virgin at a strip club
Damn right, neva up unless I'm gettin drunk
Off that gin and lemonade, party cause a nigga don't think, an I mean that
Really wanna go and take shots no relapse,
Finna make it happen, I'ma get it then I relax
Party wit my niggas till I'm on huh
Burnin' rubbish like husan sun
You gotta stick to yo plans
You gotta call uncle sam
You gotta prove it to me that you wide awake
Now a days, other ways I wont be givin a dam MAN
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Writer: Christopher Austin, David Soto, Stefan Vellema
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