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Wake Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Rx.Reid
Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: Connor Bedford




Rx.Reid - Wake Up Lyrics




Get your f*ckin ass outta bed
We gotta work in like 10 minutes
Uhh i aint feelin it today man, go away

I wake up to two missed calls gotta get high going through withdrawals
I wake up to weite my wrongs and i stay up to write these songs

Uh aint finna get outta my bed til noon
Still feel to soon
Still holed up in my room his soul stuck in these tunes
Still so young tuck these blunts up got me f*cked up in my room
I aint gon hold up til im holed up in my tomb
Dead, this sunshine do not feel right if im stuck inside
Im half asleep until the middle of the night
A couple times a year i truly feel alive
But you know
Im better of so high
Yeah im better so high
Im better of so high, right?
Cant try to blame the drugs with myself im gon be honest
One more f*ckin drink imma be an alcoholic
I dont wanna think my brain feel like its poppin
So im sitting at the sink morning drinking from the faucet

I wake up to two missed calls gotta get high going through withdrawals
I wake up to write my wrongs
And i stay up to write these songs

She wake up f*ck killers in her condo
For a bag of dope shoot up aint got hope
Lookin for a fix yeah get high pronto
East side jonny movin dope out the console out the basement out his moms
Home momma face it yea i got dope kill ya quickly
Let ya die slow feelin strictly like my idol
Tellem sissies better try bro
Long days longer nights get too tired to write
But im alright sounds like dynamite when on the mic
Alotta times swear that i could fly
Switchin timezones im on my own keep my eyes closed
Im at peace
Lemme sleep
When i wake up play for keeps
Gotta grind up
Merkin beats
This is that shit i do daily whippin 94 no f*ckin mercedes
My bitch on the phone callin me baby
But im up in the zone gotta go crazy
Seen nothin like it before
Lil bitta talkin now im atchya door
Gotchya bitch stalkin callin me more
Cuz in a coffin these opps on the floor
These opps on the floor and they dead
But i will not get outta bed
I only wake up for bread sometimes i wake up for head

I wake up to two missed calls gotta get high goin thru withdrawals
I wake up to write my wrongs and i stay up to write these songs
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Get your f*ckin ass outta bed
We gotta work in like 10 minutes
Uhh i aint feelin it today man, go away

I wake up to two missed calls gotta get high going through withdrawals
I wake up to weite my wrongs and i stay up to write these songs

Uh aint finna get outta my bed til noon
Still feel to soon
Still holed up in my room his soul stuck in these tunes
Still so young tuck these blunts up got me f*cked up in my room
I aint gon hold up til im holed up in my tomb
Dead, this sunshine do not feel right if im stuck inside
Im half asleep until the middle of the night
A couple times a year i truly feel alive
But you know
Im better of so high
Yeah im better so high
Im better of so high, right?
Cant try to blame the drugs with myself im gon be honest
One more f*ckin drink imma be an alcoholic
I dont wanna think my brain feel like its poppin
So im sitting at the sink morning drinking from the faucet

I wake up to two missed calls gotta get high going through withdrawals
I wake up to write my wrongs
And i stay up to write these songs

She wake up f*ck killers in her condo
For a bag of dope shoot up aint got hope
Lookin for a fix yeah get high pronto
East side jonny movin dope out the console out the basement out his moms
Home momma face it yea i got dope kill ya quickly
Let ya die slow feelin strictly like my idol
Tellem sissies better try bro
Long days longer nights get too tired to write
But im alright sounds like dynamite when on the mic
Alotta times swear that i could fly
Switchin timezones im on my own keep my eyes closed
Im at peace
Lemme sleep
When i wake up play for keeps
Gotta grind up
Merkin beats
This is that shit i do daily whippin 94 no f*ckin mercedes
My bitch on the phone callin me baby
But im up in the zone gotta go crazy
Seen nothin like it before
Lil bitta talkin now im atchya door
Gotchya bitch stalkin callin me more
Cuz in a coffin these opps on the floor
These opps on the floor and they dead
But i will not get outta bed
I only wake up for bread sometimes i wake up for head

I wake up to two missed calls gotta get high goin thru withdrawals
I wake up to write my wrongs and i stay up to write these songs
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Writer: Connor Bedford
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