Wake up Wake Up Wake Up It’s the First of the month Wake Up Wake Up Wake Up Put the perp in the blunt Yesssir West As I let the coffee drip Take a sip as I take my morning shit King On my throne it’s where I sit Plotting out my day and how I tackle it 24 hours in a day **** sleeping I’ll have plenty time for that when I’m done breathing The Sun Beamin- on my way to clock in Put the eye drops in -proceed to lock in I thought I’d quit I work to live not the opposite bills pile quick man I gotta stay on top of it In my line of work everyday I take a lotta shit I smile through a lot of it bother me?? No Not a bit My 9-5 I survive and I got admit I wouldn’t trade it for the **** that I gotta dip Pyunnn like a rocket ship I ain’t here to politic I’m here for the belt- That’s that Apollo Creed/Rocky shit All I really I know is we some grown kids Ain’t here for showbiz keep up with the Jones’ My focus - put em all on notice And let em know who the Dopest Back to the lab again With flow so extravagant I will leave no doubt That my rise is no accident There ain’t no matching it And I remain adamant That I’m bringing the gas And I talking ab flatulents Who you know that’s fresher than Beam Give me the list Give me the mic n I might serve they heads on a dish Chefs kiss sound delish like brunch at the Ritz It’s Easy with this shit when the kid never miss Cuz I’m back man that’s fact man My paper up and I’m dialed good time for a comeback They ain’t heard from me in a while Surgery with my style Mobtown since a child Out here trying to act right ain’t no church in the wild