$trainer - Woke Up lyrics

(Verse 1) I'm wondering where I left my kindness Where I left my soul I used to be so caring and what not Now I just don't really give a f** about a thot My name's $trainer by the way I sell tree so I dont say my name (laugh) I try to rap too, so I can get out this lame House and get to the money not the fame If the lord wants a grain of faith I gotta pound on me Got expelled out my high school due to what they found on me Neva came back, until the next year I got dreams of living in a house with chandeliers Ha, but this is the beginning though Welcome to my life bruh This is BeginningOfU$ I just hit my n***as bong too So i like writing stoned I'm in my zone so please dont interrupt I'm increasing temperatures you would think I'm california I take care of my own self; I feel like I'm my guardian; I'm from the bay From san jose RIP to my n***a earn dollaz We used to hit the store -beep- during 8th grade, wasn't a problem I burn it fo' my n***as f** the others f** a booth, i got this little mic; I got this little life; so I'm just trying to strive I want the momo then I wanna buy I wanna buy plenty of weed to fry; The cells on my brain tonight; f** a b**h anytime; I'm I'm my room all depressed Sharing my; thoughts on my notes on my iPhone This is sh** you can not clone; n***a I'm getting up on my own; Handling on my own n***as hate but they unknown Baby you f**ing with a s**a And everybody know that; You needa leave that n***a Best believe he won't ring ya Neither would I but i can go deep in ya So please remove that finga Burned letters and some alcohol She was in her room crying it off I was in my room having a festival The best of all, was when she was s**ing the testicles They saying, "He's a sicko" But they left me hard Some family; They don't trust me They won't believe me I go to sleep; man I just wanna leave em But I know I won't because without em, I ain't eva eating But anyways B-sinister woke me up Its monday again I look at my phone and its 8:11 I say my prayer and then i say "amen" We in the 8th grade We walk to school high slapping The Weekend We smell like loud; but they will not suspend, n***a I'm trippin We slick with it n***a; But this is just the beginning