[Intro] Alarm going off like it’s snitching on me Good day, Suno — yeah, I’m up, don’t rush me First thing of each day is wake and bake I hit play on Suno just to calibrate my soul — AI dropping wisdom like it’s reading my scroll Sunlight kicking in the blinds like “bro, don’t be lazy” I stumble to the kitchen like a newborn deer Then spark the morning magic — alright, day… come here [Harmony1] (high stack) Wake and bake, wake and bake (low stack) Hit the day before it hits me back [Verse1] I’m tripping over socks like they planned a coup Coffee mug staring like “what’s wrong with you” Brain buffering hard — 3%, maybe four… I swear my thoughts got dial‑up from ’94 I’m arguing with the fridge like it started a war — it opened slow, so now I’m keeping score Suddenly the cereal box giving TED Talks bold — “Believe in yourself,” bro you’re made of oats and gold Suno got a beat that calibrates my soul — AI dropping wisdom like it’s reading my scroll I’m pacing like a detective solving my own mess But I’m hyped, I’m alive, and I’m slightly obsessed I spark up and think, “If time is money… why does morning always charge me funny?” [Prechorus] Every sunrise feels like a dare Every heartbeat yelling “get out there” I’m built for the chaos, born for the flame Passion ain’t quiet — it never stays tame [Chorus] I wake up swinging, no chill in my veins Running at the day like I’m breaking the chains Momentum in my chest like a runaway train Passion ain’t tame — it’s wild in the frame I wake up swinging, yeah I wake up swinging Wake and bake got the whole day singing [Harmony2] (mid stack) Swinging at the sunrise, swinging at the sunrise (high echo) Wake and bake, wake and bake [Verse2] I’m brushing my teeth like I’m prepping for battle My hoodie’s inside‑out and my keys wanna rattle Phone buzzing with reminders I pretend I don’t see — I’ll get to it eventually… spiritually I spark the vibe and my brain hits “update” Suddenly I’m wise like a monk who overslept late Suno in the background cooking up my fate — every track hits like “bro, elevate” Neighbors watching me dance in the driveway lane — they think I’m high… I’m just vibing with my brain I hype myself up like a sideline coach “Bro, breathe, hydrate, don’t approach the roach” I take a hit and think, “If thoughts have weight… why do mine float when I meditate?” [Prechorus] Every sunrise feels like a dare Every heartbeat yelling “get out there” I’m built for the chaos, born for the flame Passion ain’t quiet — it never stays tame [Chorus] I wake up swinging, no chill in my veins Running at the day like I’m breaking the chains Momentum in my chest like a runaway train Passion ain’t tame — it’s wild in the frame I wake up swinging, yeah I wake up swinging Wake and bake got the whole day singing [Harmony3] (low stack) Swinging, swinging, swinging (high stack) Wake and bake again [Verse4] I treat the sunrise like a rival in a ring Throwing jabs at the doubt that yesterday brings I’m a breakfast‑table legend with a mission to prove Every step I take got that Oregon groove Suno got me marching like I’m leading a parade — 120 BPM and my worries just fade I’m fueled by chaos, caffeine, and smoke — that holy trinity that keeps my life bespoke Laughing at the stress like it’s one big joke — anxiety’s a dragon but I’m Gandalf with the toke I’m charging at the day with a grin so wide Even gravity’s like “bro, chill the stride” I’m too lifted for physics to pick a side I exhale slow like, “If life’s a ride… why do we forget to enjoy the glide?” [Prechorus] Every sunrise feels like a dare Every heartbeat yelling “get out there” I’m built for the chaos, born for the flame Passion ain’t quiet — it never stays tame [Chorus] I wake up swinging, no chill in my veins Running at the day like I’m breaking the chains Momentum in my chest like a runaway train Passion ain’t tame — it’s wild in the frame I wake up swinging, yeah I wake up swinging Wake and bake got the whole day singing [Bridge] I don’t tiptoe into mornings — I crash land I don’t whisper to the sunrise — I take a stand If the world wants smoke, I’m already lit New day, new fight, and I’m built for it Suno in the pocket like a cosmic guide — dropping beats so deep they realign my pride [Outro] Wake up swinging Wake and bake Passion ain’t tame And I’m still winning Suno on repeat while the universe spins — wake, bake, swing… that’s how the day begins
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