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of the night 
Our spirits seem to fly 
But I know it's in my head 
Because I wake up in the end 

Staying up all never leave your side 
But your tears never dry

and expensive drinks
They want me to drop the ball like it’s New Years Eve
I wake up every morning and I always thank the Lord
Because life ain’t guaranteed, then

by
But I know that all I gave to you
Was pain and misery
But somewhere in between the hurt
I did some good
But if I die today
How will I be remembered

brothers catch you, they gon’ rob you just like Icebox
House got 4 stories, I feel like Disney
I been getting money, I’ma be a trillionaire by 60
You be

eyes open
Eyes open
Sipping on that Jack got my mind floating
And now I'm thinking how it feels to live by the ocean
Swimming in that moonlight body

a bag I might get it like an outlaw
Wake up in the morning count my blessings
Always say my prayers, but I’ll never speak confessions
If I gotta question

This is purely an artistic piece made by Coffinmp3 and should not be taken seriously Please listen with caution
Aye
Wake up see the sunrise
Sunshine

time to waste
Hop in the whip Let’s get away Ride The wave with no brakes
Maybe we head Barbados wake up to breakfast cheese, eggs and potatoes
Got

shouldn't
Fall asleep beneath the shade my head cushioned by your bosom
When we wake up can we make love in the woods no buddies looking (please)
Summertime

Uh
Yeah
Southeast, Southeast
Yeah
Just smoke to this
Just smoke to this
Right
Wake up in the morning roll myself a swisher sweet
Get my ass high

suspended pay and blood at the Gates
The red and blue face will shoot down any dream
We more Detroit Red, we gon' get it by any means
They care about

No I do not date women I get the head skate then I'm
Gone in the wind I be the reason that they hate niggas 
Loyalty and fake niggas shit a never mix

I wake up in a pool of blood 
Every night 
I pretend to die 
Pretending that my plight was right 

My sinking head on your knees 
No reply 
My heart

mother, only 'bout youth

Giving everyone he sees some really mean looks
Does he care at all? No! Does he think of all he took?
Tripped up by the sidewalk

that's what she sayin'
I guess you don't care
Not like ever you did
Now I'm checkin' old photos, to make sure she really lived 

And that it's not head

to the belief
That he loves me

If everyone's sleeping
But nobody's dreaming
Then why does it seem like we all need to wake up?
All of our heroes are counterfit

Yeah
By The Bros
Yeah, uhhh
I Spit it for the Homies, Still Searching
For the ones Still Hurting
I spit it for the Ones of the Few
In the Field, Head

Wake up on a Sunday
Feelin' like a Monday
Slept until the afternoon
Why can't I get my goddamn mind off you
Maybe it's the corn flakes
Got me feelin'

Two friends who ain't in it for luv 
Thought this shit would be good like a drug 
Should be gone by the time I wake up 
Didn't think you could do it,

out and passes by
Grabs it, times up, too late you start to cry
See the dark come out it creeps and crawls
Look around you start to see it all
Start

drama at
Fuck on That hoe I won’t hit her or call her back
Stop all that capping you know that you started that
I put a bag on his head like

then I hit the ground
And bounced
Had to fast rebound
Oh I've been waiting to wake this
I've been waiting to play this
In your head you can blend this

Every Day, I wake
Hide my smile with a frown
You're upside down they tell me
Oh, you don't know what you don't know
You don't know what you don't

When it's over I'm coming over
We'll drink into the night
We'll keep the windows open wide

And I'll wake up in the middle
And won't believe my eyes