Wake up nigga
Pick ya face up
You don't let ya guard fall even if the race is up
When that fragile ego fall
Time to pick the pace up
Ever since day one
You could always say something
Yea
When it's all off
Stumble till we fall off
Had a couple chances for some answers
Now it's walled off
Moving till I get right
Got a problem bitch fight
Glasses with the tint on
So the boy can dim the light
Never in my life did I choose when to fold
Young man moving with a bruise on his soul
I'm just one man reading off the shit that I wrote
But I'm numb tho lately I been feeling real cold
Ain't I fly
Ain't I clean
Hot mess lifestyle what I lead
All these people look to me
Feel like I am a disease
Feel alone in my zone
With this power in my hand
One way ticket
Bullet train to my end
Wake up nigga
Pick ya face up
You don't let ya guard fall even if the race is up
When that fragile ego fall
Time to pick the pace up
Ever since day one
You could always say something