[Intro]
I'm so fuckin'
I'm only gunna do this one time
I might pass out
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I bet the story you imagined has a better endin'
I tell them what actually happens and they get offended
I just submitted the paper work, it could take a minute
'Cause Sony owe me some money, I'm mister independent
I've never been on a label roster
There's a price you gotta pay, what you say it'll cost ya
Ironic how they sleepin' on me, it's wakin' the monster
I didn't come to seat, I came to conquer, like it's a game of Contra
It's me and Tron in the studio off the edibles
Watchin' number two of Incredibles, eatin' day old pasta
That red berry Ciroc is my only choice of vodka
Even before the sponsor
And you can check the rider if you think I'm a liar
But this is all facts, Tylenol
I trust I'm accustomed to never fall back
Tell promoters I want the orange soda in all caps
Keep it real, Kenan & Kel like bitch I'm all that
I promise they the worse, it's karma they deserve
I knew that shit would flop, another table turned
The bridge is in the river, I saw the way it burned
I tried to make it work, but that's not the way it work
So what they makin' now, is what I almost make in merch
Who they hatin' now, least they gotta wave to surf
Yeah I got the hitters like I'm out here playin' first
And never mind, you don't get it
I'm a motherfuckin' genius
[Chorus]
Wake up, wake-wake up
Wake up in the mornin', pop three rubber bands
Fifty up front, that's a fee in advance
Remember on the road, we had to sleep in the van
10k cash that's a reason to dance

[Verse 2]
I'm 'bout to pull up round back for the pick up
Got the gas in my lungs like a hiccup
Slow down when I'm drunk off the liquor
Lemme see your motherfuckin' hands this a stick up
Fuck 'em if they only like the old sound
I got people in Ohio that I hold down
But I gotta do this shit for Cincinnati that's my home town
If you didn't know then you know now
Old crowd, jumpin' like a plow-o-metric
If you throw that alleyoop, I bet she go and get it
I been ridin' with a shooter if you need a [?]
'Bout to get up out the deal, word to Key & Peele
I said "Bitch, don't you blame it on me"
Charley hussle I been bettin' on my own team
Young Pete Rose, I'm fuckin' hit king
Connectin' with the swing, every night I got to sleep

[Outro]
Just to wake up in the mornin', pop three rubber bands
Fifty up front, that's a fee in advance
Remember on the road, we had to sleep in the van
10k cash that's a reason to dance
Do that dance, yeah
Do that dance, yeah
Do that dance, yeah
Come do that dance
Remember on the road, we had to sleep in the van
10k cash, that's a 10k cash, that's a