Wake

Lyrics

[Verse] Please put the battery Back in my back I'm backing up fast While hacking up hash I turned it to ash I need a new bag I'm back to that What a drag Aw dag He's dressed in snags Again He's caught Not a brag Retards Not a lad He got round left All of em left 'cept the real ones But they far Not a shit gave Crashing my car Homies since day one Stick to the phone Bumps and hassles Y'all stay in the yard I know that I got a place to call home I wanna roam and stay At the same time whoa Can't make up my dome I wanted to break my phone I was just chasing a ghost I was amazing the most You wasn't taking the time Meanwhile they taking my dime I wanna make em a toast Drink from the tears from my eye I wanna make em recline But I know I'm it supposed to I was so hopeful why Getting too close To the flame in my mind Memories roasting I'm stoking the fire I'm getting higher and higher I'm not getting high anymore That's not by choice I can't stop Long enough to enjoy it Friends with the pot But right now I'm annoying him And he's been avoiding me damn As tough as I am Touching my hands That's disappointing to me Drinking the poison to sleep Waking up later than lamps Impatience making me cramp Gets harder to take a stand Government giving me grands What is the catch I know it's there I thought nobody really even cared I have no problem breathing In the evening air Without you demons near I had to buff up my muscles from ear to ear Now I be chuckling but struggles are there No need to juggle my troubles I'm aware But how many things can you not really bare What does that bring you and why don't you share Why don't stop if it's not fair Why don't you take every problem you have And escape it You know all the answers are out there Being home low chance to amount to something Doing nothing is doubting the competition Do not dare Dead wood feeds Shit you can't see But it's out there Said books need Not look past You learned to count You made accounts And trust your feed But you won't feed your mind It's just a seedling down their Ways gotta change It's already strange to me So why not give it a day And play it out they're Not elated what I'm bout swear I gotta have a different way to paint it Need a straighter canvas I'm okay with being pained If I can put it on a pane or ledger Music's my pain and pleasure Immeasurable how it gains momentum But it's welcome I seldom be without it Training treasure And even if it's not my measures I feel every texture I sit and listen to the lectures Of the giants whose shoulders I stand on Can't tell me the man wrong