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conversations.value: Write me a song called Woke Up with the following description: The 5th song of Big Sean’s “Detroit” mixtape. This song features 4 artists which is more than any song off the mixtape and it’s about Sean making up and realizing how rich he really is Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro: Big Sean]
  Young Chop on the beat
  Yup.. money, money, money
  [Chorus 1: Big Sean & James Fauntleroy]
  I woke up - boy it’s time to get it
  Walking to the window, saw the city
  Thank God I woke up - feelin' like the mothafuckin’ realest
  Living but it’s time to make a killing
  Thank God I woke up
  [Chorus 2: Big Sean]
  Tryna get it every day
  Make a hundred mill and run away, way, way
  (I woke up) tell these fuck boys they gotta pay
  Tryna make a hundred mill and run away, way, way
  (I woke up)
  [Verse 1: Big Sean]
  I woke up, woke up, thank God I woke up (yeah)
  Wifey at home but I’m living life like we broke up (yeah)
  You hit the hood and post up, I’m gon’ get it ‘til I’m filthy rich
  My hands dirty, my gross up (gross), my money doing the toe touch
  That’s stretched out, ‘til I’m in the back, stretched out, drinkin' Ace
  ‘cause I’m decked out, whole hood with me
  ; need a guest house, yea a guest house
  Lately, I been getting like mo’ ass and less mouth
  ‘Cause when they see that whip (skrrt), they start to think about kids
  Man, when they see this crib, they gon’ start to think about cribs
  Been dealt with real life too long, now it’s time to live
  Respect out the D (boi), hardly had a pot to pee in
  Now I’m at the Coliseum, lil’ niggas gotta see him
  Tryna be him, show you how to follow vision, real nigga
  Politician, bad bitch, swallowtician, gotta get it
  Yea (yea), last night I lost all that
  I’ma wake my ass up, get it all back, thank God [Chorus 1: Big Sean & James Fauntleroy]
  I woke up - boy it’s time to get it
  Walking to the window, saw the city
  Thank God I woke up - feelin' like the mothafuckin’ realest
  Living but it’s time to make a killing
  Thank God I woke up
  [Chorus 2: Big Sean]
  Tryna get it every day
  Make a hundred mill and run away, way, way
  (I woke up) tell these fuck boys they gotta pay
  Tryna make a hundred mill and run away, way, way
  (I woke up)
  [Verse 2: Sayitaintone]
  Now I been killing shit, I gotta say, my pit blue, my buffs gray
  With a hint of white, sipping Henny white, livin' like I won’t see the night
  A real playa like Pinky, when I’m in the game, I TD
  And I’m all about my dollars, dollars, dollars, that’s 3D
  I wake up with a bad bitch by my side
  Last night, I was so drunk, I felt high
  Last week, I was so high, I felt drunk
  I got a bitch so bad, I gotta hit from the front
  I fuck Kim K hoes, that’s Ye ‘Ye tone, smoking weed, that’s reggaeton
  Get it next to free, that’s AJ tone, what’s my name
  What’s my name bitch? Sayitaintone, what she saying? Sayitaintone
  Who they paying? Sayitaintone, fuck sleep that take too long! [Chorus 1: Big Sean & James Fauntleroy]
  I woke up - boy it’s time to get it
  Walking to the window, saw the city
  Thank God I woke up - feelin' like the mothafuckin’ realest
  Living but it’s time to make a killing
  Thank God I woke up
  [Chorus 2: Big Sean]
  Tryna get it every day
  Make a hundred mill and run away, way, way
  (I woke up) tell these fuck boys they gotta pay
  Tryna make a hundred mill and run away, way, way
  (I woke up)
  [Chorus 1: Big Sean & James Fauntleroy]
  I woke up - boy it’s time to get it
  Walking to the window, saw the city
  Thank God I woke up - feelin' like the mothafuckin’ realest
  Living but it’s time to make a killing
  Thank God I woke up
  [Bridge: Mike Posner]
  I woke up this morning
  Looking at the city that raised me
  I can get it all now
  And go get everything they never gave me [Verse 3: Earlly Mac]
  Like every day that I wake, I say grace for my cake
  I’ma do dessert first, I don’t even gotta wait
  Yea, when I hit the mall, I hit that bitch in the face
  God be so good to me, I just gotta stop and pray
  By the way, my jewelry appraised, it’s a couple K
  On the lake, I’m out of the state, at my hideaway
  Like Bruce Wayne, I’m saving the day, and I’m getting bank
  I’m foolay,
   my bitch got bootay, ooh I love the way
  I woke up, my dough up, I got out, I go nuts
  I show out, I blow up, I ball out, I pro up
  Ok it’s Earlly Mac off in this ho, tailor-made designer coat
  Watch me take it to the bank and deposit a pot of gold
  I’m foolay
  [Chorus 1: Big Sean & James Fauntleroy]
  I woke up - boy it’s time to get it
  Walking to the window, saw the city
  Thank God I woke up - feelin' like the mothafuckin’ realest
  Living but it’s time to make a killing
  Thank God I woke up