| Talk to them |
| Wake up everybody, wake up everybody |
| I hope my voice, I hope my lyrics |
| Wake up everybody, wake up everybody |
| Man I hope that I, come up |
| Wake up everybody, wake up everybody |
| I hope my voice, I hope my lyrics |
| Wake up everybody, wake up everybody |
| Man I hope that I, come up |
| In the streets I was always running in and out |
| In the drought tryna find a way to stick it out |
| I was bout the money never really in the house |
| Quick learner and observer who had it figured out |
| Fuck it, I’ma get this world upon this dizzy shit |
| Smoke weed and teach niggas about the willie linch |
| I will never turn my game off |
| Annoyed and we brain washed |
| Mind getting fucked by a chainsaw |
| I seen the future in my home girl |
| Went into her own world and got a little nigga |
| 2 years later, 18 with a baby and a baby on the way |
| And that nigga is out the picture |
| God damn I don’t get ya |
| Settle as the victim, it ain’t about abortion |
| It’s about better decisions |
| Pretending to be happy, angry with the way you living |
| Got me tripping |
| I just pray to God the power in my motherfucker lyrics sing |
| Wake up everybody, wake up everybody |
| I hope my voice, I hope my lyrics |
| Wake up everybody, wake up everybody |
| Man I hope that I, could, talk to them |
| Wake up everybody, wake up everybody |
| I hope my voice, I hope my lyrics |
| Wake up everybody, wake up everybody |
| Man I hope that I, could, come up |
| Ah, the whole world seems commercial |
| We all off, the whole world need rehearsal |
| Women getting verbal, getting more into women |
| Becoming distant, focus on independent |
| It ain’t try to tell me, it ain’t what it seem |
| My mama’s vision seem to turn into my dream |
| And it’s crazy cause bitches throwing they pussies |
| Not knowing I hate barbies, I’ve been searching for a queen |
| Black raised with panther soul, I got a voice but I ain’t stupid |
| 21 years and I finally met my daddy |
| Just to find out he a gangster like Frank Lucas |
| And I love it |
| And not so I can brag, but it’s finally helping me understand |
| Who I’m becoming |
| I’ve been running from a lot |
| And I finally got my shot to be exposed |
| To enough to make them watch |
| I hope my lyrics can motherfucking |
| Wake up everybody, wake up everybody |
| I hope my voice, I hope my lyrics |
| Wake up everybody, wake up everybody |
| Man I hope that I, could, talk to them |
| Wake up everybody, wake up everybody |
| I know my voice, I know my lyrics |
| Wake up everybody, wake up everybody |
| Man I hope that I, could, come up |
| Ah, I know what you prolly thinking |
| This young nigga spit lyrics with the meaning |
| Waking up niggas while they sleeping |
| I’m rude, it’s the wound of mine |
| That you hear speaking |
| Told them if I ever got the chance, I would |
| They ain’t believe me until I showed them that I could |
| My mom good, I know you want me to stay safe |
| But I’m teaching my generation how to learn from all they mistakes |
| I found something I’m good at |
| And I’m proud of me, a young black man |
| That turned the planet into a prodigy |
| Our society fucked, but I don’t mean to fuss |
| Or trying to start shit, but look at what they feeding us |
| But it’s cool my nigga, cause you got swag, huh |
| And bitch you don’t care, cause you just got that bag, huh |
| They killing us in this what we call living life |
| Seems like niggas left it up to dizzy right, so I’ma |
| Wake up everybody, wake up everybody |
| I hope my voice, I hope my lyrics |
| Wake up everybody, wake up everybody |
| Man I hope that I, could, talk to them |
| Wake up everybody, wake up everybody |
| I hope my voice, I hope my lyrics |
| Wake up everybody, wake up everybody |
| Man I hope that I, could, come up |