Awake

Gett Loww Militainment

Woke up feeling like a mess yet again,
Show up I still gotta flex if I can,
Freak out I don't really know if ima make it,
If i'm still awake then i guess i gotta chase it

Woke up feeling like a mess yet again,
Show up I still gotta flex if I can,
Freak out I don't really know if ima make it,
If i'm still awake then i guess i gotta chase it

Woke up feeling like a million,
Yea still here so the prayers to the ceiling,
Yea and I'm writing cuz I got the feeling,
Yea bad bitches vibin' what the deal is,
Yea n success feels better when you hungry,
I remember all the times I ain't have no money,
I remember all the times I was dressing bummy,
Bitches talking shit all my business on front street,
Had no place to live yea empty was my stomach,
Up the fire on a hoe tell a bitch to run it,
Tryna' find a spot for me to crash was my daily,
And you really wish I would crash my Mercedes, Bitch!

Woke up feeling like a mess yet again,
Show up I still gotta flex if I can,
Freak out I don't really know if ima make it,
If i'm still awake then i guess i gotta chase it

Woke up feeling like a mess yet again,
Show up I still gotta flex if I can,
Freak out I don't really know if ima make it,
If i'm still awake then i guess i gotta chase it

Arisen resurrected with my pupils dilated,
Ain't no rest for the weary psychotic my mind state is,
On another level travel the mentality of a Nigga who was raised in the slums surrounded by all these killers,
Sleeping then you're dreaming I'm plotting planning and scheming
While preaching the ghetto Gospel and sinning with all these heathens
Hear the voices speaking conscious I'm confusing with my demons
Been chasing paper so long all ten toes bleeding
Ain't no logic ain't no reason I just rhymed to the life
Eyes wide open blind trying to rise to the light
You niggas laying down but I rise to the fight
If you ain't from the slums you'll be surprised what it's like
Fuck sleeping when I die ima get up out of my grave
Six shots couldn't stop me so Lucifer was delayed
If God was trying to call me home we wasn't on the same page
Look in the thugs book of life and you will see a Nigga name ay!

Woke up feeling like a mess yet again,
Show up I still gotta flex if I can,
Freak out I don't really know if ima make it,
If i'm still awake then i guess i gotta chase it

Woke up feeling like a mess yet again,
Show up I still gotta flex if I can,
Freak out I don't really know if ima make it,
If i'm still awake then i guess i gotta chase it