Oliver Rothstein - Woke up Like This (feat. Taetho) Lyrics

Learned every moral from my grandmother,
My heart was never this cold
I woke like up like this
I watched niggas scheme their brother and discredit every street code
Shit I woke up like this
I cried like no other, through the storms and the weather
The way these stones glisten I'll find my way through whatever
I woke up like this
I woke up like this

Was down ten it's game six it's three to two but we up one
Fatman doubled down then doubled up on em
Bro was pushing point he was dishing it tripled up on em
See I was playing the corner cause this a clutch one
Hugging on the strip all night up until the dust come
Or was it dawn cause I was up early morning
When the fiends wake up I'm catching em while they yawning
Cuntie smoking her life away cause she's mourning
Lost her only son to the streets so now she be going in
Seen his brain laid on pavement it left her tormented
Crazy part about, I called it the hit, this shit off isn't it?
Repercussions of moving reckless, get lost in it
Cnother cold case in a closed casket
This boss Business

Learned every moral from my grandmother,
My heart was never this cold
I woke like up like this
I watched niggas scheme their brother and discredit every street code
Shit I woke up like this
I cried like no other, through the storms and the weather
The way these stones glisten I'll find my way through whatever
I woke up like this
I woke up like this

He played the graveyard shift and missed fajr prayer
His Ummi on dope he wonders why his father wasn't there
But times got hard and all he could do was get a beer?
Plug put a check on his head for double his debt and got em aired
I guess now folks the man of the house
He survive if he can facilitate demand in a drought
He brought a pistol he gon make niggas understand what he bout
But if you sliding, make sure you planning your route
Cuz most niggas don't come home if they caught up in a closed circuit
Got high before the drill and f*cked up and killed the wrong person
Had to pray to allah to repent, and to find purpose
But the trench felt like hell, and in the mix it's was no churchs
Folks of that body you caught, keep sliding and they letting up
If they kill you and take ya life, could you tell me if the was body just?
It's the cycle of the trap, but forreal the problem is us
It's Hard to keep waking up