Wake Up (Interlude)

By Corey Patrick

On Sensimilla

Released on April 7, 2020

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[Chorus]

I get high like a motherfucker, every day I wake up

Wake up, gotta get my paper, and get lit

Gotta smoke the kush up, that's how I live

Every day I wake up, wake up, gotta blow a, big bag to my face

Every day I wake up, wake up, I gotta smoke

Before I get to chasing my cake


[Verse 1]

And I'm chilling, just smoking out

Thinking 'bout how I stay so fly above the fucking, sky

That I don't know, if I'll come down, but I don't care

Hanging like my hair, I'm a dreadlock

I'm an astronaut, I'm so outer space

Running out of space, running out of time

Running out of lines, running out of bomb

Never that though, got a fat sack

Got a couple packs, in my backpack

That's from last year, on this new shit

Blow a couple fucking ounces of the dankest piff

I ain't write this, I'm just high, right?

On the high rise, getting high, like

On my feet now, I'm a float away

Smoking on the fucking clouds with some dope today

I be smoking on Gelato by the carload, and um

Motherfucker, what you know about a bad bitch

Pistol for you, when you wake up like some Folger's in the morning

I ain't folding this shit, it's the real

Never faked it, never tainted, never underestimated

This the greatest, shit I ever fucking, littest

The fucking bombest, just like a comet

It smacked me, right in my face, might tell my mommy

I love it, it is the dopest, it is the dope shit, jump rope shit

It's got me feeling like a little kid again

I'm finna win, I'm down for the cause

I'm lighting up and I'm passing it to all of y'all broads


[Chorus]

I get high like a motherfucker, every day I wake up

Wake up, gotta get my paper, and get lit

Gotta smoke this kush up, that's how I live

Every day I wake up, wake up, gotta blow a, big bag to my face

Every day I wake up, wake up, I gotta smoke

Before I get to chasing my cake