floor Hear these words and believe That this is not the end Don?t give up Don?t give up hope You?re not a You?re not alone Wake up babe Don?t be sleeping
't have time to ask Back on the streets after five and a deuce Seven years later but still had the juice My homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track Told
't have time to ask Back on the streets after five and a deuce Seven years later but still had the juice My homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track Told me
, we in here We tossin it up I got my man Everlast in the house Tossin it up, youknowwhatimsayin Kid Jazz and Bango couldn't be here But we gon' to' it up
I roll up, it's sown up Any ghetto will tell ya', Nas helped grow us up My face once graced promotional Sony trucks Hundred million and billin', I helped blow them up
fast, I'm fallin off track,you steady so steady. *Pre-Chorus* I lock the door,and close my blinds, I don't want no one to see me, I turn my stereo up
that couch if that money right West Hollywood feels like a bunny night with GOOD company and better jewelers to the Good Life, we GOOD music [Big Sean] Man, I wake up
baby's all doped up, strung out on the world Tryna make some quick cash for a hit of that stash Listen, baby, you growing up much too fast Uh, this
K up on ya Chop up all these credit cards Career is all that laid up on ya Skeet skeet, Move fast don't let them bitches lay up on ya You know you really
hit list But ah, ah, ah, not so quick Comin' back at cha, can't go back at cha Catch this fast ball I'm throwin' at y'all Wake up and smell the coffee
moms'll set that *** up, properly gassed up Hoodie to mask up, s***, for that fast buck She be layin' in the bushes to light that *** up Number four
right under drama See kings lose crowns but teachers stay intelligent Talkin' big words on the mic but still irrelevant Especially when you're not, college material Wake up
bullets clipping, ripping through the walls I gets' wicked like wonka, if you kill me I'll haunt ya And trap ya, wake Blaze up from the dead to bitch
me? Forced to use plan B Masturbate, play with the pussy This nigga here bust off snorin' He straight, I knew this date would be borin' I wanna wake him up
, what, prendelo, what, prendelo Who's up next to bat Llego El Caballo, Tony joda It goes uh ah off the snare drum Tony Toca long time no hear from So wake up
bound to wake up dead Somebody, somebody Waitin' outside my back door Somebody, somebody Tryin' to even up the score I figured I should lay real low And stayed away from town I covered up
Now the ground comes up too fast Too fast to meet you And the clouds of dust erupting Thick around your feet be careful And the rubble and shrouds and
