Shackles

[Verse 1] They sayin' wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, Mr. Walker It's niggas out here hatin' and these bitches steady talkin' Don't wanna see me in the sky, but rather view me in the coffin Cause they know this nigga's ill as if I'm sneezin' and I'm coughin' But we give 'em reminders We wouldn't think twice when you critics define us We got the lead in this race, so you can get behind us, they just trynna find us I'm with a girl who got a ass, boy, the size of E.honda That's big, you'ont know who that is Street fighter with my writin', go and grab your glasses Or your magnifyin' glasses, see this shit I'm tryna to kick I got love for everybody, but with a 10-foot stick Oh a pole, here I go, Jay-Z said, "bubble on the low" This is my Coming of Age, and in a second I'mma blow To be the biggest in my city since that nigga Al Jarreau I got these shackles all around with no fucking place to go Somebody [Hook] Take 'em off I got these cuffs on my brain I'm just tryna maintain I just wish someone would come and help me take 'em off (uh huh, uh huh) Cause I swear I'm tryna break 'em off Now will somebody help me take 'em off All these cuffs and these chains Cause I'm ready for a change I've been tryin', but I swear it's hard to shake 'em off (uh huh, uh huh) Now will somebody help me break 'em off [Verse 2] Sayin' wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, Mr. Walker Old friends start to hate, extended family steady talkin' How he hooked up with a bunch of college kids out there in Austin How Cardo and Sledgren got these women tryna stalk him Oh no, swear I'm only focused on my promo The way I turn bitches down, you would think that I was homo, far from it! I just know it's money to be made My mom 'bout to retire and I'm trynna have her paid That's the reason why I'm focused and I'm workin' like a slave I keep my trust in God when shit gets hard I know, you probably feel it too, that's why you stayin' on your guard But when life throws you a curve ball, knock it out the park I'm just trynna spit the real, tell you how I feel And before I die, not leave a thing unsaid Cause honestly rap needs another nigga stuntin' The way I need a hole in my head I'm Gerald Walker [Hook x2]