Waking Him Up

[Hook: Kenny] He has a dream but the world keeps waking him up The world keeps waking him up He has a dream but the world keeps waking him up It seems the world keeps waking him up No dreaming for him, no dreaming (3×) It keeps waking him up No dreaming for him, no dreaming (3×) It keeps waking him up [Verse 1] So in the morning he up sat, upset Feelin' like fuck that, fuck this Fuck her, fuck him, fuck cash, fuck stress Where the fuck is my blunt at? Fuck yes Need that in him, blow the weed out Breathe the weed back in him Livin' in a foul neighborhood, cause his cash wasn't good So that Mac he would put right down in them jeans, that's denim Like I'm a let the Mac hit 'em if they trip on me I'm just trynna spit homie, but they wanna spit on me Blood on me, Crip on me Bleed blood on me, make me a crip homie He ain't got a way to get away Sour niggas throw salt when shit get sweet for him They got the bitter face He been, never eatin' but forever schemin' He been, never sleepin' but forever dreamin', see man His rhymes is his bread and bologna, bologna Which is ironic, 'cuz he's starvin', hungry, hungry [Hook] [Verse 2] So in the morning he up sat, upset Feelin' like fuck that, fuck this Fuck her, fuck him, fuck cash, fuck stress Hoping life would suck less through success He say, "I don't only wanna be heard locally And I can't afford a manager to help out with promoting me And if I put coke in streets, what happens when them folks get me Beside my child asking, 'Daddy, now who gon' look over me?' And if I bag groceries, then somebody might notice me" As odd as it sounds, if you want this dream then you can't go to sleep Starvin', head hurtin', and its throbbin' like he hit his noggin Tired like he just finished joggin' But still runnin' all over tracks like, "Let's get it poppin'" But opportunity knocks on his door and leave before he can unlock it Nigga knockin', tries to put money in his career to see a bigger profit But that money often goes to solve different problems Like his baby's mom or the fucking cops whose in his pockets Happen to pay tickets just for being a nigga driving But he tries not to frown and act up When life knocks him down, he stand back up No man down, he man back up Dust his self, clutch his belt, adjust his self, strut oneself Confidence, how to make in the future accomplishments, trust his self Even though... [Hook]