[Intro: Bino Rideaux]
I woke up, I woke up feeling like the old me

[Chorus: Bino Rideaux]
I woke up feeling like the old me
Nowadays, gotta watch your back, them n***as on both teams
They threw dirt on my name, they tryna expose me
I'm really campaigning, I remember I used to have cold feet
You can't tell me how you moving, you got to show me
I got these drugs that I could do when I get lonely
In my bag every day, they tryna provoke me
Ducking traffic by myself, uh-huh, low-key, uh-huh

[Verse 1: Bino Rideaux]
Nothin' to get this bitch to the room, we sittin' in smoke fumes
My dawg just had them dates, I couldn't even go to 'em
I got problems, I got drugs for when I go through 'em
I keep it private 'cause I know these n***as be lying in Pro Tools
She could fuck up her biggest blessings if she don't choose
I got dick and I got some racks that we could blow through
I put pressure on situations if it don't move
I can't give you all this game, but I could show you
And I always felt this pain, it ain't never been different
Did too much to get this bag to invest it in bitches
I go so hard every day, and I ain't never been tripping
These n***as talk shit to they own, I ain't never been mentioned (Nah, for real)
[Chorus: Bino Rideaux]
I woke up feeling like the old me
Nowadays, gotta watch your back, them n***as on both teams
They threw dirt on my name, they tryna expose me
I'm really campaigning, I remember I used to have cold feet
You can't tell me how you moving, you got to show me
I got these drugs that I could do when I get lonely
In my bag every day, they tryna provoke me
Ducking traffic by myself, uh-huh, low-key, uh-huh

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, they tryna provoke me
White girl wanna blow me
Say you a freak, shawty, show me
Tonight I did the bustdown Rollie
With the bracelet, she say I'm her favorite
I got paid today, we gon' make her pay today
Watch what you say to me, yeah, all that talking out your face
These n***as swear they really chill, it's time to take that case
You should've seen his face
I find out my dawg ain't loyal, shit don't faze me
I find out that bitch is spoiled and she lazy
Ain't no thing, I guess you lose 'em how you get 'em
Gotta watch my back, they got me ridin' with the felon

[Chorus: Bino Rideaux]
I woke up feeling like the old me
Nowadays, gotta watch your back, them n***as on both teams
They threw dirt on my name, they tryna expose me
I'm really campaigning, I remember I used to have cold feet
You can't tell me how you moving, you got to show me
I got these drugs that I could do when I get lonely
In my bag every day, they tryna provoke me
Ducking traffic by myself, uh-huh, low-key, uh-huh