Intro: I swear I been on my shit...
I wake up in the morning every second I'm in grind mode...
Grind mode...
Grind mode...

Hook: Wake up in the morning
Every second I'm in grind mode
You tryna be the best
But I can do it with my eyes closed
Oh no!
There he go!
Brushing off the side show
White as fuck but dope enough
Cause boy I got them high hopes

(Woods, the Mighty)

Wake up in the morning every second I'm in grind mode
Looking for them dollars, That guap
Best bet I find those
I know I'm gonna get it
I love working under pressure
Cause pressure make diamonds
And I always shining
Bitch better get the memo
Hello
It's W-O-O-D-S
We is hotter
Probably find me in cut
Somewhere out spitting lava
They need reminders
Set that shit up-up on your iPhone
They acting obnoxious, cocky
Always talking like they got it
But They know...
Bitch I got the juice
It's been me and Bunten since day one
Don't get confused
They talking like they building shit
But Legos ain't no tools

No-No, I got it
I've been on this shit since day one
A million test runs, no beta
I'll give you that halo, slayer
You big pimpin' no player
You verse us, bitch
You gon' lose
It's all in good humor
This salt into the wound
We're running it like a puma in Adidas
They need us
Better believe it, ah!

I been Scotty "Pimpin'" since I was an infant
Learned to walk with a limp cause I thought things would be different
She can get cocked like a biscuit
Bitches can look but not touch
Pass me the ball and I'll rush it
Rarely rely on my luck
It's practice till buckets is on 100
They missing, I slam dunk it
You know I do...

Hook: Wake up in the morning
Every second I'm in grind mode
You tryna be the best
But I can do it with my eyes closed
Oh no!
There he go!
Brushing off the side show
White as fuck but dope enough
Cause boy I got them high hopes

(Ardy Reapz)

Ardy!
They say my hopes is too high
I say fuck what you say
I say I just might be the new Pac
Bitch, I got no reason to lie
Bet they out there doubting me now
Bruh I got no patience for games and I want my payment on time
So pay up
Pay up, straight up
Girl, you know I don't sleep don't wait up
She think I'm Steph Curry or something
Think I'm 'bout to lay up

Bitch, I'm over your head like Vince Carter
My homies high as John Carter
Homie got the ray on the pistol
He think he Marvin the Martian
He told me Ardy, look chill dawg
You meant to do something
Man, don't worry bout this stunt shit
Leave the bars to the coffin

He said "Got faith in you, cousin
Make sure you keep that heat coming
And if they say your hopes too high
I pull up on em untucking'"

Like put your hands in the air
Hands up
So you know I got the gland over here
Stand up
Who wanna catch wings over here
Man up
Who wanna cross swords with a young dragon
Pull a few bad ones and bag 'em
Then after I smash 'em
I turn to Steve Nash and pass 'em
Right after
Baby girl, no feelings
Don't catch them, because

Hook: Wake up in the morning
Every second I'm in grind mode
You tryna be the best
But I can do it with my eyes closed
Oh no!
There he go!
Brushing off the side show
White as fuck but dope enough
Cause boy I got them high hopes