Wesley Jamison, TXMIYAMA - AM Lyrics

I wake up in the morning, I be dreaming of that shit
I wake up in the morning and a motherfucker still lit
I wake up in the morning like, damn I need more money
But I always look the part, put that on everything that I got
I wake up in the morning, I be dreaming of that shit
I wake up in the morning and a motherfucker still lit
I wake up in the morning like, damn I need more money
But I always look the part, put that on everything that I got

Slept on in the city
But I'm top 5, you heard me
That's English or canto
Anything I mean, really
Don't do too much, don't be silly
Don't hear this and get ballsy
How could you win? I'm R&B
Yo bitch really wish she could try me yeah
I know you love this
It's that peanut butter jelly time
Candyman never miss
They done been knew on this side
We back in this bitch
With the Jap Boy from the 6 side
DMs full of hips wide
Tony Hawk the way they slide, yeah

I wake up in the morning, I be dreaming of that shit
I wake up in the morning and a motherfucker still lit
I wake up in the morning like, damn I need more money
But I always look the part, put that on everything that I got

You feed off my energy
Trap life more like a fantasy
This shit be sad to see
Stop tryna copy the recipe
I don't socialize, I don't do no small talk
Brian told me, I got you, no long talk
You want them bands, I want them too
You want them chains, I want them too
I'm in the Range, up with the crew
You want the plans, I don't talk moves
Give a fuck about fame, bitch your followers fake
You want them bands, I want them too
You want them plans, I don't talk moves

I wake up in the morning, I be dreaming of that shit
I wake up in the morning and a motherfucker still lit
I wake up in the morning like, damn I need more money
But I always look the part, put that on everything that I got
I wake up in the morning, I be dreaming of that shit
I wake up in the morning and a motherfucker still lit
I wake up in the morning like, damn I need more money
But I always look the part, put that on everything that I got

I was never for the long talk, back again yeah I'm nonstop
We used to steal and get robbed
even worse when we went to the motherfucking pawn shop
Don't wanna sit on no bench
Put me in, I wanna call shots
This was supposed to be closure
now shorty be moaning she wanna be on top
I cannot fuck with a fake
Damn I put all my trust in a snake
That's why I cut off them people so easy
Sorry not sorry I'm stuck in my ways
I laugh at your stories
No punchline, I really laugh at your stories
You don't wanna pay me my price
but Imma blow up 'til you cannot ignore me
Young Jap Boy in the flesh
Everything I do, I'm dripping finesse
Was a little bored, DM your crush overseas, now your chick on a jet
Reppin for food & beverage, none of us can't do shit at a desk
I be at Kennedy Town, 11 Westside vibing, chillin' with Wes
Wassup