Wake Up

[Verse 1:] No one can fuck with me I feel like if the bitch could walk she will fuck me Money over everything, under the influence At ATM's withdrawing from promethazine fluid I toss at night so I fall asleep sedated Sometimes I feel like life is so over-rated And two thing for certain, that's death and taxes Tryna move forward doing shit ass backwards Stand up nigga at night on his knees Pray and sip Arnold Palmers up under palm trees Hope to die from old age, but chance of that slim Smoke Newport so that's going on a limb But with my lights dim, before it be brighter Than a stateside spotlight on a million lighters Held by niggas wearing Puffy shiny suits With some Daft Punk helmets and some mirrors on they boots I'm uncouth, Eve in the garden, I fucking beg your pardon We thirsty and starving Hungry than a motherfucker, mouth dry as hell Tryna make it in the city where 90% fail Hola, it's solar, poetry polar Got the game locked in a crowbar Never ever sober, hot box and no cars Watch the day pass on prescription pills Zoloft If I don't have it, nigga I'mma go off Razor in the coke tryna slice a nigga throat off Nigga I'm an ogre, rap like oh god Hitting bitches from the back camera on the tripod In your bitch iPod, never rocked Izod But I rock the python, choke it to your life gone Nigga I'm amazing, no not a mason You illuminati, nigga I'm Jason And I stand Adjacent, dawg no replacement Used to smoke squares roll swishers in the basement Mama never said shit cuz she felt my pain Feeling like crying so I wish that it rained