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Lyrics: Gabriel Tartakovsky/Yuri Tomiyama Music: Gabriel Tartakovsky/Yuri Tomiyama CHORUS I wake up in da morning I be dreaming of that shit I wake up in da morning And a muh****a still lit I wake up in da morning Like, d**n I need more gwap But I always look da part Put that on err'thing that I got I wake up in da morning I be dreaming of that shit I wake up in da morning And a muh****a still lit I wake up in da morning Like, damn I need more gwap But I always look da part Put that on err'thing that I got VERSE Slept on in the city But I’m top 5, you heard me That’s english or canto Anything I mean really, don't Do too much, don’t be silly, don't Hear this and get ballsy, how Could you win? I’m R&B Yo bitch really wish she could try me, yeah I know you luv this It's that peanut butter jelly time Candyman never miss They done been knew on this side We back in this bitch With the Japboy from the 6 side DMs full of hips wide Tony Hawk the way they slide CHORUS I wake up in da morning I be dreaming of that shit I wake up in da morning And a muh****a still lit I wake up in da morning Like, damn I need more gwap But I always look da part Put that on err'thing that I got VERSE You feed off my energy Trap life more like a fantasy This shit be sad to see Stop tryna copy the recipe I don’t socialize I don’t do no small talk Brian told me I got you, no long talk You want em bands I want em too You want em chains I want em too I’m in the Range Up with the crew You want the plans I don’t talk moves Give a **** about fame Bitch your followers fake You want em bands I want em too You want the plans I don’t talk moves CHORUS I wake up in da morning I be dreaming of that shit I wake up in da morning And a muh****a still lit I wake up in da morning Like, d**n I need more gwap But I always look da part Put that on err'thing that I got I wake up in da morning I be dreaming of that shit I wake up in da morning And a muh****a still lit I wake up in da morning Like, d**n I need more gwap But I always look da part Put that on err'thing that I got VERSE (TXMIYAMA) I was never for the long talk Back again yeah I’m nonstop Wesley Jamison,TXMIYAMA AM AM We used to steal and get robbed even worse when we went to the muh****ing pawn shop Don’t wanna sit on no bench Put me in, I wanna call shots This was supposed to be closure Now shorty be moaning She wanna be on top I cannot **** with a fake D**n I put all my trust in a snake That’s why I cut off ‘em people so easy Sorry not sorry, I’m stuck in my ways I laugh at your stories No punchline I really laugh at your stories You don’t wanna pay me my price But Im’a blow up til you cannot ignore me Young Jap Boy in the flesh Everything I do, I’m drippin’ finesse Was a little bored, DM’d your crush overseas Now your chick on a jet Reppin’ for food & beverage None of us can’t do shit at a desk I be at Kennedy Town, 11 Westside Vibin’, chillin’ with Wes Wassup