Woke Up Making Money - SoulChef ft Declaime

Built like Budda and Bob Marley on a Harley 

So much flavor on this track it was clearly concocted by SoulChef. The title of this track is just outright deceitful; the art of making money has been bastardized and turned into an act of craving cash rather then flourishing ones talent. That's exactly why the crispy cadence of Declaime reclaims what is it to be truthful to oneself. I lack the words to accurately describe how poignantly powerful this gem is. SoulChef is one of the greatest producers and an ode to a time that is quasi lost. When coupled with a lyricist who can consciously construct a clear message it's apparent that the power of hip-hop is still exceptionally strong. I love it from top to bottom. It radiates and embodies what I want to be as person. Thank you kindly for blessing me with a banger worthy of making money to. 

Lyrics: Declaime 

Haha this is what it is 

And you what it ain't 

Going hard in the paint 

Going places where most can't

Not a saint, definitely not a sinner

No pork on my fork when it's time for dinner

Matter of fact ain't not fat at all 

No milk unless it's Silk 

Fresh like the first day I was built 

Lean vegan cuisine 

Got my spirit lit up on high beam 

I live life while you dream 

Love all life why you so mean?

See the way I approach the scene

Some other shit 

Such an amazing machine

Built to beat down bullies

Break those that be killing all them babies

Them locos them crazies snake lunatics 

Sneaky thugs crooked cops you will all be judged

With no jury 

Feel the Gods wrath now feel my fury 

Pure fire and flame on all you mother fuckers

Bleep that out so tired of you fake ass suckers

Bleep that out 

I woke up making money (yeah)

I woke up making money (you know what I mean)

I woke up making money (ha)

I woke up making money (yeah)

etc....

The kids might be listening in 

And my duty is to always defend

The young ones from the old dumb ones

And all their sleek friends 

Declaime man I live in the lions den 

Work with the divine always eager to stretch my mind

At the same time wake up all that's blind 

Built like Buddha and Bob Marley on a Harley 

Handsome heartthrob use to steal and rob

Now I got a new job a new gig

Funk with you folks and flip your wigs

Back to naps this is no hoe music

I woke up making money now what you think about that

I woke up making money now what you think about that

I woke up making money now what you think about that

I woke up making money now what you think about that

400, 500, 600, 700 and it ain't even 12 o'clock yet

I woke up making money now what you think?