Wake Up (feat. Lil Perm)

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Bobby Young

Robert George Young (January 22, 1925 – February 4, 1985) was an American professional baseball player. He played all or part of eight years in Major League Baseball, primarily as a second baseman. He played most of his career for the St. Louis Browns/Baltimore Orioles franchise. Born in Granite, Maryland, he was first signed by the St. Louis Cardinals before the 1946 season, and appeared in three games for them in 1948 before being traded to the crosstown Browns in June 1949. He was the Browns' regular second baseman from 1951 to 1953, tying for the American League lead in double plays as a 1951 rookie with 118, and leading the league again in 1952 with 127. He continued as the starting second baseman after the team relocated to Baltimore before the 1954 sea… more »

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(Wake the)
(Wake the f*ck up)
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Out my slumber, out my sleep I come
Meet me its Bobby Young
All this time I ain't really been me
Like I got doubles up
Boy been talking flap his gums
That shit get to troublesome
Dope I smoke man y'all cannot compete
I might just bust a lung
Everyday think he ahead
Moment come its me instead
Wake up early hit and run
Get to jumping she in bed
Get too wishful then he get to thinking
Right above his head
Shit too simple
Put some fucking heart and soul you'll get ahead
(Wake up Bobby come holla at me)
Bitch shut the f*ck up
Tryna take all my money and peace
Leave by the sun up
(Wake up Bobby man we need some heat)
Okay I got y'all
Ate another cap the music speak like I'm a shotball
Eyes red know he don't sleep
Can't slip again so he don't geek
Ain't keeping up he got cold feet
Just reaching up for a trophy
Boy cheap as f*ck in the nosebleeds
Smoking good I got OG
Gotta kill him off f*ck the old me
Did it three times call me Tony
Fly like a butterfly
Sting like a bee
All stacks what I need
Last breathe I won't breathe
Fly like a butterfly
Sting like a bee
All stacks what I need
Last breathe I won't breathe
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Bitch I'm up out my sleep, been awake for a while
So you know I be lit for some days in
She wanna get nasty, her nigga at home
So I told her meet up at the Days Inn
If I'm making a profit and keep going up like a rocket
then W day spent
She been hitting the gym for a nigga and staying in shape
Shawty keeping that waste thin
Way I'm moving so fluently feel like a star in a movie
Should be on the television
Stay the f*ck out my way, stay in your place
Tryna tell you that's probably best decision
They ain't never competing, they think they a match
But they pussy boys more like a exhibition
If I need to lock in then I'm coming outside of my body
Don't call it a exorcism
Get a extra nigga cause the one that you got ain't enough
And then tell them to keep coming
Cause I hang with the realest when it come to me
They gon' treat it like Sparta in three hundred
Ain't go lie since the day I tapped into this shit
I just knew pretty soon I would be something
People told me that I got a voice and it need to be heard
So I had to go speak something
They be telling me wake up
(Wake up, wake up)
Bitch I'm already woke like
All this shit I been spitting come straight from my mind
I ain't never gonna f*ck with a ghostwrite
They thinking I'm slacking
But I been outworking these niggas
The motherfucking whole time
I'ma keep up the pace till I get up with your favorite rapper
And get me a cosign
Tell them to wake up
Fly like a butterfly
Sting like a bee
All stacks what I need
Last breathe I won't breathe
Fly like a butterfly
Sting like a bee
All stacks what I need
Last breathe I won't breathe

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