Came in this bitch in ten thousand in Chrome
Brought the plain jane out, put up the stones
Hella rich, I need two phones
Girl, you see horses
That's how you know that we almost at home
I wake up, get stoned
Burying money outside, I don't know where the bank is
Call my mom, tell her we made it
Call my dad, tell him he famous
Can't see the front 'cause it's gated
We on the ocean, that's wavy
We on the boat, nigga, pay me
Three hundred K for the stage
I smoked a pound today
I made another play
I don't let 'em ride the wave
I fill another safe
I never let her stay
Time to get faded
Time to take one to the face
Roll one and stay thankful
That's how I spend my day
So I wake up to my favorite strain
(Wake up, bake up, let it heal my pain)
Wake up to my favorite strain
(Wake up, bake up, let it heal my pain)
What? My money is up
This hard work, this ain't luck
They see me happy, make 'em lust
My kids happy, that's a must
Chrome Hearts sagging, that's enough
Get a turkey bag and fill it up
Start another brand and build it up
Stealing something coming where I'm from
Gotta bring lungs
Gotta count so many zeros it feel like the lottery's won
Gotta get one for my daughter as well as get one for my son
Ten shows a month, and I'm the plug
Win every one at the stoner awards
I made another play
I don't let 'em ride the wave
I fill another safe
I never let her stay
Time to get faded
Time to take one to the face
Roll one and stay thankful
That's how I spend my day
So I wake up to my favorite strain
(Wake up, bake up, let it heal my pain)
Wake up to my favorite strain
(Wake up, bake up, let it heal my pain)
Say "W's in the chat"
Put me on the song
W's in the chat, W's in the chat
Put you on what song?
Put me on the next
You wanna rap?
Yeah
Alright
I don't know how
I'll teach you
You got me?
You know it
Yes, sir
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