Stay Up

(album: Wake Up Call - 2019)

Mikey, you ain't shit!

Man, this money don't make sense
But I'm still counting these pesos
Lately I'm stuck on the bench
But I'm still getting this bankroll
She said, "Boy, I wanna have sex!" (Let's fuck)
Come over, you on the table
I got the gold all on my neck
And I'm still sipping this maple (Let's go!)
I'm rocking Christian Dior, and G-Star RAW
I started talking my shit and my shit popped off
And I never went broke, only worked one job
Mix the yay with the molly, I got lockjaw
Yeah, I'm throwing cash, don't care, cash layup
When I hop on this song, I'm a tax payer
Rocking too much water while the cats lay up
Work hard all night, take drugs, stayed up

Fresh on bud
They, know, that, I can fly like a duck
Run through the bugs, free all my cause'
They hate it, I see it, nobody show love
If I see 12, what the fuck, I'ma run
I'm smoking exotic, I'm smoking on Runtz
The money keep calling, I know it'll come
So pass me the blunt, light it like I'm buzzed
No, I'm not your friend, no, I'm not your cause'
I'm squashing these bugs, I do what I want
She told me, "Come bone", that filet mignon
I'm doing these drugs, make me feel at home
Could this shit get worse? I think I am cursed, wishing the worst
Doing these drugs got me talking in cursive
Man, that booty look better in person
This shit hot and sizzling, scorching
Had no money so I made a fortune
Spend my money, my money extortion
Like a mummy, I'm wrapped up in goat skin
But I know that money make the world spin
Smoking gas, going up like a ghost did, yeah
Smoking gas, go up like ghost did

Man, this money don't make sense
But I'm still counting these pesos
Lately I'm stuck on the bench
But I'm still getting this bankroll
She said, "Boy, I wanna have sex!" (Let's fuck)
Come over, you on the table
I got the gold all on my neck
And I'm still sipping this maple (Let's go!)
I'm rocking Christian Dior, and G-Star RAW
I started talking my shit and my shit popped off
And I never went broke, only worked one job
Mix the yay with the molly, I got lockjaw
Yeah, I'm throwing cash, don't care, cash layup
When I hop on this song, I'm a tax payer
Rocking too much water while the cats lay up
Work hard all night, take drugs, stayed up