Wake Up Rich (p. longboystyle)

Maybach Music

Yeah... 

Yeah, whoaaa 

Wokk... Wokk... 
Yeah

Hey

It's Pick... It's Pick
It's Pick... and Wokk...

This drank too strong, no robitussin
A vamp, up all night sippin' bloody
Said you love me, ain't hear nothin'
I was trippin' off a substance
PA nights, 3AM brake lights
I'm so locked in, well connected
Caught no sleep, my third eye won't blink
Switched my digits, I hear crickets

Ohhh- yuh

I get crickets from ya
Need some distance from ya
That don't mean I didn't love ya
(Love you)

You got baggage, I don't mind it
Lost myself, I'm tryna find it
These bitches conniving, yeah

Woah, let's go
 
Living like this, you should try it
Backwood bitch, I'ma light it
Diamonds on me, they fightin

At the club, yeah
Bad little vibe, she spiteful, yeah
Know I graduated, girl, 
still pullin these damn all nighters wit'chu girl

Fuck around where I stay, uhhh
Fuck around back in your ends too
These bitches want pretend too
I hurt your feelings like I meant to...

But I didn't...
Bitch, I'm way too faded to resent you
i can take you places you ain't been to...

Whoa, ye...
I've been on Za
Lil' baddie vibe wanna ride
See the stars when I'm rollin' on sky
Still found light with the things I don't like

So that's why I'm gettin' faded tonight
She saw my future, that bitch lookin' bright
She saw the price, and never felt the same
Bitch I'm so solid, I could never change

This drank too strong, no robitussin
A vamp, up all night sippin' bloody
Said you love me, ain't hear nothin'
I was trippin' off a substance
PA nights, 3AM brake lights
I'm so locked in, well connected
Caught no sleep, my third eye won't blink
Switched my digits, I hear crickets

Off the X, Pick caught me rollin'
Ksubi jeans, babushka 'round my shoulders
Fingers tensen up when I see ghosts
Got double G's and weed, might need a holster

City turnt to Gotham, can't trust no one
Pretty girls are rotten, pocket pullin
Tryna hold my knots and sip my soda
Insomniac from all the lines I po'd up

Starin' at the stars, I wanna Rolls Royce
Lost my luck with love, I don't need no one
Rollin' woods, that look like 'locks for closure
Smoky rooms be cloudin' up my focus

'Off-White' tee and 'All Saints' when in Oakland
'Awful Lot Of Syrup' on my clothin'
My cup cost ya rent- pourin' pain poet
Raspy talk- no cough, I just been hurtin'

This drank too strong, no robitussin
A vamp, up all night sippin' bloody
Said you love me, ain't hear nothin'
I was trippin' off a substance
PA nights, 3AM brake lights
I'm so locked in, well connected
Caught no sleep, my third eye won't blink
Switched my digits, I hear crickets
(Crickets)

Too strong...
(I hear crickets)

All night...
(I hear crickets)

I hear, I hear, I hear...
(Off a...)

I hear... 
(brake...)

Crickets...
(Well...)

I hear...
(Won't...)

Yeah...


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$ippinßloody (Crickets)

“$ippinßloody (Crickets)” p. OMG

POSTAL OFFICE

WARZONE

EYES CLOSED

GARGANEK

(9.) Tyrantz

10 Thousand Hours

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The Enigma, Our Voyage - 
A Secret Journey Through Song, Poetry, and Philosophy // 
Part 2
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lyrics written and narration provided by fictionalive
based on the original fictionalive drop
Fictionalive – The-enigma-voyage-of-the-veiled-lyre-a-secret-journey-through-song-poetry-and-philosoph

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felt, reflected, music written, arranged, performed, produced and provided
by That's Bizzare @that-bizzare - another cinematic bella Italia espresso!
grazie mille, caro mio!

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artwork illustration handdrawn by Peter Uertz, Düsseldorf / Germany

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fusion of it all -
fictionalive with the popoems seriens and the hyper media reports

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dropped
Sunday, August 31st, 2025
time – 4 pm, Central European Summer Time; 
tea time, today – sunny, fresh late summer day, 
enjoy

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keep shining, crazy little diamond
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The Enigma, Our Voyage - A Secret Journey Through Song, Poetry, and Philosophy // Part 2

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