Wake Up

Yeah, you already know what it is
Matt Ox in the building, you feel me
2k17, that's the year, you feel me
2k18, 2k19, all the way to 300,000, you feel me
Keep on playing me, bro
And if you need to know my age, I'm 215, bro

Wake up in the morning
Diamonds on me and they costing
Feel like I'm in a foreign
Haters talking, but they nothing
Wake up in the morning
Diamonds on me and they costing
Feel like I'm in a foreign
Haters talking, but they nothing

Wake up and I'm yawning
Haters talking, but they nothing
Pull up on him and he running
He was talking, he was fronting
And I'm only just a younging
Haters hating, they don't want it
Diamonds on me, got me stunting
[?]
And you always on my line
215-215
Diamonds on me and they shine, yeah
Watch how I switch up the flow
And these boys, they act up
Put that boy down to the floor
All this designer, I pose
Boy, you is not with my bros
'Cause you know we keep it low
And my homies, they on go
We gon' make it to the moon
All these haters, they is doomed
I'ma make it to the top
All these haters, they gon' drop
You are not on a roll
Haters talking, but they old
Diamonds on me and they cold
Diamonds mixing with the gold
On my teeth, [?]
Yeah, it's Philly what I show
Mess around, you getting stomped
They be copying the wave, they be looking like some clones
Pull up on 'em and he froze
And you know I'm with the bros
This the life that I chose
And I'm coming at ya' neck
Yeah, I'm coming at ya' nose
Better watch where you go
I pull up at your show
Getting, I got lots of guap, I got lots of guap
Um, yeah, put it in my sock, acting like a jock
Walking in my Croc, hit you, like I'm Tyson
[?], haters always typing
I'ma make 'em fronting one day, some day, yeah
Diamonds on me, touche, yeah
Money commas looking gay, yeah
I don't care what they say, yeah
I'ma make it someday, yeah
They already know they gang, yeah
None of my homies are trained
And we can never be tamed
Put the money in a safe, yeah
I secured the bag
Haters on me, they a drag
Put that boy in a bag
Cause my homies on the tag
We gon' make it out the trap, yeah
We gon' make it out the trap
Haters on me, they a drag
And my homies might just bang
We got out and make it rain
They be talking, they insane
They ain't ready for the gang
They ain't ready for the gang, oh
Heard he was talking smack
Pull up on me, and bang
No, I'm not playing no games
Boy, this ain't GTA

(Ayy, gang, gang, gang, gang)
And it's Forza on the beat, you feel me
(Forza, Forza, Forza, grrah, gang, gang, gang, gang, yeah)
Working on Dying, OX Gang, yeah (Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, hah, yeah)
Matt Ox, gang, gang, yeah
Ayy, ayy
Wake up in the morning
Diamonds on me and they costing
Wake up in the morning
Diamonds, ayy
Wake up in the morning
Diamonds on me and they costing
Feeling like I'm in a foreign