Tory Lanez - Woke Up lyrics

Doctor, I did a CAT scan on my brain this morning And they found money on my mind, you dig Woke up with some money on my mind (money) Woke up with some money on my mind (money) Woke up, counting hundreds all the time (count it up) Woke up, eyes zoom in on my mind (money) I said doctor (doctor), I need a CAT scan (me too) Doctor, I need a CAT scan (me too) Woke up with some money on my mind (run it up, run it up) Woke up with some money on my mind (run it up, run it up) I think 'bout this money, it got me Fill my Backwood with biscotti I'm Jordan, this paper be Scottie Hope I don't catch me a body Fifty thousand, it won't fit in no wallet Public housing, we was stuck in them projects Sixty-five, I can't drive a Bugatti Fell out with the plug, I'm back in with Papi Lambo truck is all I want to get Forty drumming on some thunder sh** Rubber grip, it hold a hundred clip I just fell out with another b**h I'ma get back on the late night I think I might need a CAT scan Fifties and hundreds my x-ray More green than when the Jets play Overnight then work the next day UPS or we can Fed Ex I'm tryna make me some money with her After that I get the head next Thinking back when I was dead stressed Selling dimes, two for fifteen Three for twenty if I'm up already She playin' with it, tryna f** already Woke up with some money on my mind Woke up with some money on my mind Woke up, counting hundreds all the time Woke up, I had something on my mind I said doctor, I need a CAT scan (yo doctor) Doctor, I need a CAT scan (money) Woke up with some money on my mind (uh) Woke up with some money on my mind My pistol is black, these hundreds is blue I'm at the bank almost every day See this sh** on me, you know that it's true I never gave a f**, me and this paper stuck This sh** be feeling like glue I Range-d the truck, how could I make this up I'm just a n***a like you I'm from the bottom where we gon' get money regardless I'm not no regular artist FN, this b**h came with a cartridge I had that bu*ter sh**, I called it margarine Now I make more than my teachers I bet I black out on all of my features Broke, I call my cousin for sneakers Smoke, they don't want none of that neither Velour sweats like it's '89 Me and Tory on some sh** again She talk about me like a cornball Knowin' she gon' let me hit again Militant, from the trenches, I can count up a million Tryna wake up on an island like Gilligan All of this money rob me of my innocence Woke up with some money on my mind Woke up with some money on my mind Woke up, counting hundreds all the time Woke up, I had something on my mind I said doctor, I need a CAT scan Doctor, I need a CAT scan Woke up with some money on my mind Woke up with some money on my mind