Lyrics: Max Dualah/Kot Makur/Egrinya Ukwun Adie/Pedro Kortez
Music: Max Dualah/Kot Makur/Egrinya Ukwun Adie/Pedro Kortez
When I wake up in the morning
The paper calling
I’m back from touring
Whipping new foreign
When I wake up in the morning
The paper calling
I’m back from touring
Whipping new foreign
When I wake up in the morning
I got money on my mind like
Got to get it to a level
Just spend it take a lifetime
Walk up in the store
you can get whatever you like, yeah
We don’t need no problems
Baby please don’t bring no bad times
Bad times
We ain’t gon have that tonight
Wherever we’re going tonight
Long as you hold me tight
We gon be alright
We ain’t gon have that tonight
Wherever we’re going tonight
Long as you hold me tight
When I wake up in the morning
The paper calling
I’m back from touring
Whipping new foreign
When I wake up in the morning
The paper calling
I’m back from touring
Whipping new foreign
Got to wake up, Wake up
Get them go
Can’t wait up, wait up
You moving slow Mo
I’m from the four
Young start need to blow
Cause we’re gang
So I’m never getting fomo
Always putting in work
So I got to break a deal
Ngb and we gunning
We keep all the fakes concealed
Always told as a yg on how to roll
And keep it real
Always told as a yg don’t ever act on how you feel
Too much to gain but so much to lose
Foot down on the edal got no button for snooze
Ride for my brothers and they ride for me too
Stay beside the realist been through everything to prove
Left lane never slipping
Always sliding
Forty gang everybody always wilding
Got a bag I know them fake niggas crying
More paper
More paper
Got me smiling
When I wake up in the morning
The paper calling
I’m back from touring
Whipping new foreign
When I wake up in the morning
The paper calling
I’m back from touring
Whipping new foreign
Phone keeps ringing as soon as I wake up
That’s the money keep calling like
Big yash I was hitting last night
Now I got to hit the road
Cause I’m feeling like that
I’m a boss so you know
I’m calling shots like that
Got a sawn of ting
And you know it might
This a dime new dap
Now I’m tryna get a mill
What’s the hap
Of tour now I’m trying lock in
And get a plaque
I want money don’t get mad at me darling
Off the court at the mall we balling
You see the shit I did last year
Nothing like this year
You know ama get it if I want it
I want money don’t get mad at me darling
Off the court at the mall we balling
You see the shit I did last year
Nothing like this year
When I wake up in the morning
The paper calling
I’m back from touring
Whipping new foreign
When I wake up in the morning
The paper calling
I’m back from touring
Whipping new foreign