(Chorus)
Wake up I gotta go get it, I’m on a life mission, I’m living out business decisions
I make some millions, I’m rich but I need some rich, cause you know it get tricky and risky
I keep my a blicky, they hate being loved in your city, you know I got love for the city
Watch for the envy, they smile and fake act like they wit it, but trust me I know they ain’t wit it
Coupe full of bosses, (?) got crosses on cross like a Christian I know that it’s in me
I done took loss after loss, scraping cars out the pot, called for help but ain’t nobody hear me
Made it all way from south, paid five hundred a ounce, I’m geeked out in a house wit a village
Ain’t get these m’s off of cars, (?) make em bounce and they bounce with a wonderful feeling

(Verse)
Clear out your mind
Clear out your mind
Clear out your mind
Clear out your mind
Woke up this morning, thank god I’m alive
Said a few prayers, for my dawgs that have died
Wake up go get it, money on my mind
We done got rich, off some shit i designed
Whip up a verse like I whoop up a pie
Boscotti smoke to my dawgs in the sky
Watch your whole circle, keep boss in your circle, these folks trynna hurt you as soon as they can
Mad that I’m on, they can’t do what I want, they can’t shop when they want they gon shop when they can
Shitting on you pussys with (?)
Trust in myself that would made me the man
Got squares in my circle, my cup full of purple crew neck with a turtle my drip from Japan
Do dot the blunt like (?) my man
I put six hoes in this new cullian
Crew bout to blow like the (?) by the wind
C4 gon blow up, they think you gon slow up
My wagon front end, got a b stand for Benz
Inside Hermes Jones, I pull up and pour up
These diamonds chrome heart, got a t on the lens
I’ve seen this shit far, knew I’d be a star
(Chorus)
Wake up I gotta go get it, I’m on a life mission, I’m living out business decisions
I make some millions, I’m rich but I need some rich, cause you know it get tricky and risky
I keep my a blicky, they hate being loved in your city, you know I got love for the city
Watch for the envy, they smile and fake act like they wit it, but trust me I know they ain’t wit it
Coupe full of bosses, (?) got crosses on cross like a Christian I know that it’s in me
I done took loss after loss, scraping cars out the pot, called for help but ain’t nobody hear me
Made it all way from south, paid five hundred a ounce, I’m geeked out in a house wit a village
Ain’t get these m’s off of cars, (?) make em bounce and they bounce with a wonderful feeling