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THISCOOL prod. by GUNBOI Lyrics: Wake up thank God Count the daily bread Wake up yo bitch Get some morning head Life is a crazy game If you can't win nigga You're to blame I don't get L's dawg I only got lessons Even when I was down bad I always got blessings Dawg I'm blessed I ain't got nothing to prove to a bitch Audemar Baugette it looking cool on my wrist Got yo bitch wet like she at the pool with a nigga She cockin it back she getting loose on the trigga Yeah, I don't let shit get to my head Medicate until I'm braindead Yeah, I know what I'm doing I talk to the demons and in their language I'm fluent I talked to yo bitch and I know what you need improving I used to pull up when I needed my money duly But now I'm just shooting I know I could've been ruined Could've been foolish I know that life is only your own when you're not so influenced I know everybody one bad day away fore they lose it They gon try and make you play a game that they losing Yeah, If you know a lie then you gon know what the truth is I don't wanna live a lie cause I know life can get ruthless Yeah, Every other day is a little mind game Is you getting money? Are you getting migraines Wake up thank God Count the daily bread Wake up yo bitch Get some morning head Life is a crazy game If you can't win nigga You're to blame I don't get L's dawg I only got lessons Even when I was down bad I always got blessings Dawg I'm blessed I ain't got nothing to prove to a bitch Audemar Baugette it looking cool on my wrist Got yo bitch wet like she at the pool with a nigga She cockin it back she getting loose on the trigga Yeah, I don't let shit get to my head Medicate until I'm braindead Praise be to the arm leg leg arm head Jesus gon fill the bank account with this bread Used to be pissed off I was struggling on and on Felt my time ticking down on beat like metronome Yeah my momma she hating I know I could not go back home Yeah she don't fuck with my lifestyle when kush is my cologne Yeah money, drugs, and power only thing thats on my dome If you hate on that then baby please leave me alone That's why I'm animated I know I already made it I know that everyone late Like they're saying happy belated And my whole life I've been waiting Number one lesson is patience Time reveals all baby That's where the pay is I do not care what you believe All the lies on the TV I only listen to me Yeah Wake up thank God Count the daily bread Wake up yo bitch Get some morning head Life is a crazy game If you can't win nigga You're to blame I don't get L's dawg I only got lessons Even when I was down bad I always got blessings Dawg I'm blessed I ain't got nothing to prove to a bitch Audemar Baugette it looking cool on my wrist Got yo bitch wet like she at the pool with a nigga She cockin it back she getting loose on the trigga Yeah, I don't let shit get to my head Medicate until I'm braindead thank u for listening