Wake up
Cake up
I slam it down
No layup
Roll it up
Then blaze up
It could be 4 in the morning
And I'm itchin for the paper
I know the money is callin
My ear ringing like a pager
It could be 4 in the morning
And I'm itchin for the paper
I know the money is callin
Like my liquor Gotta chase it
They call for body and head shots
Like Kodak a sniper i aim for the brain
She like to ride after back shots
Shordie a tiger she can not be tamed
Call me Stark Mabel
Came back from the 80's
Ain't nothin too much
For this 90's baby
Payne in my voice
You can tell that it's major
She get that stroke
That Turn her to a racer
She f*ck wit me
Cuz she know that I'm cocky
She know that my ego is big enough
I got the green light
Jerome cannot stop me
You gonna need a bigger bus
My whole team need VVS and diamonds
To shine on the niggahs ain't count on us
You know wassup
Yea
My dummy my dummy
I know that he got me
My dummy been rockin
Since we was a jit
A hustlin niggah
He know how to get it
He gotta make sure he provide for his kid
A promise a promise
I'll die tryna keep it
I gotta make sure ya daddy rich
Ima make bro rich
Yea
It could 4 in the morning
And I'm itchin for the paper
I know the money is callin
My ear ringing like a pager
It could be 4 in the morning
And I'm itching for the paper
I know the money is callin
Like my liquor gotta Chase it
