[Intro]
So you miss me?
Nope
You cap as hell

[Chorus]
I wake up and feel how I feel
When she see the money, then she do whatever I say
She bossed the fuck up, but surrender when we in that room
She get on her knees, show me faith
That check on me, I gotta do what I gotta do
Old hunnids on me, but I'm still gonna act brand new
I Buddah my jeans, in this fake ass world I'm true
I left you on read, I been counting them blues
I'm fresh then the fuck, like the first day of school
Heat on my hip we ain't tryna be cool
Wе good by ourself we got nothing to prove
Shе think I do magic
From nothing to something, I hop out the coupe
No alcoholic, I got standing to proof
Religion my jeans so know I'm the truth

[Verse]
I can't fake funk only know how to be real
If you feel some way, don't be afraid how you feel
I'm counting dead white men and live how I live
I'm waking up everyday tryna get rich
My money twerk off of twerking my wrist
I got a bitch that love me and she thick
I'm taking chances, I'm chasing the risk
I always touch money when I feel like this
Fresh off the Act going skitz, model hoes showing they tits
I work on her body, remix
Tony the future, rock Gucci, I'm trappin free bricks
I'm smoking on strong that's gonna fuck off the strength
I call out the play and you post on the bench
I just ate but my mind on a mill
I wake up every morning and feel how I feel
[Chorus]
I wake up and feel how I feel
When she see the money, then she do whatever I say
She bossed the fuck up, but surrender when we in that room
She get on her knees, show me faith
That check on me, I gotta do what I gotta do
Old hunnids on me, but I'm still gonna act brand new
I Buddah my jeans, in this fake ass world I'm true
I left you on read, I been counting them blues
I'm fresh then the fuck, like the first day of school
Heat on my hip we ain't tryna be cool
We good by ourself we got nothing to prove
She think I do magic
From nothing to something, I hop out the coupe
No alcoholic, I got standing to proof
Religion my jeans so know I'm the truth