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jay gudda - wake up lyrics

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[verse 1: jay gudda]
i swear it was nothin’ but last week
i was just f+ckin’ on ashley
p+ssy and titties and ass cheeks
i was a player but never an athlete
i was as lonely as bradley
wishing so bad to f+ck up my daddy
i swear that i ain’t been in front of my pop
since i would ride in the back seat
i do what i said i would never pursue
and there’s levels to sh+t like it’s tiramisu
brothers and b+tches will lie to your face
just cause they think that it betters the truth
where is the loyalty, everything gone
can’t even talk to my mom
not for nothing but something is terribly wrong
i rather be dead on my lawn
itching my palms to check where my head’s at
like where in the f+ck are my friends at
if you ain’t know nothing ‘bout riding to death
why in the f+ck have you said that
i swear we were youngins a minute ago
only the b+tches were in it to blow
all of the ballers were calling the shots
calling up b+tches to give it and go
where the f+ck is the game
all i can see is they hustle the same
out for the night to be stuck in a daze
really, i just got some trouble with lames
what the f+ck do you bleed
i just see money and greed
i’ve stuck in my dreams, i know what i need
please… i need to wake up
[verse 2: jay gudda]
i swear it was nothin’ but last night
riding my whip to the gas light
maybe i bought it for half price
f+ck it, the hooptie was mad nice
all that i needed was 10 bucks
and i’m whippin’ that b+tch like a benz truck
puttin’ hoes down, pickin’ friends up
i’m starting to know where i’ll end up
i’m thinking ‘bout when i was riding the bench
and my friends still riding the fence
ain’t giving n0body time to repent
just some time in the trench
i got some b+tches that love when i slide in the french
and some b+tches i drench
but f+ck all these b+tches, it’s time for revenge
i know who i’m against
look at the grass to see where the snakes at
and cut it, you know that they hate that
they say that they’re everything that they portray
but i promise they ain’t that
this sh+t is older than 8+tracks
f+ck all the gossip i state facts
my brother told me he’s looking for pounds
and to go get my weight back… f+ck
he got jordan for days
and got more than i’m paid
but f+ck it, i know he’s supporting my name
and it’s more than a game
that’s my brother, he’s nothing like you ever seen
he’s a f+cking machine
he been telling me, telling me just what i need
so i know what i need
i need to wake up

- jay gudda lyrics

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