Wake Up (Intro)

What up to the person that just put this on Sorry that it took this long I've been working on this shit a couple years, Some songs you're probably hear And think to yourself "Yeah I know the hook to this song" but shit Now you can add it to the playlist Shit's finally out, I'm so grateful that you waited Lost a bit of buzz cause of how long I was taking Writers block be a motherfucker, ain't it Plus I still don't even know what I want from this rapping shit But I'm sick of thinking bout what would happen if And shit, I don't really mean to sound arrogant I just think I'm too talented To not try to snag a hit, but I've had it with below average rappers saying "check out this track I did" But half the time it's trash and then I feel like I have to show these motherfuckers how to rap But shit, let me relax a bit, Cause I'm done being unknown Songs bouta go from being on one phone To being played at a show with y'all singing in the front row But who really gonna show up? And who's gonna wait till I blow up? "Hold up, Do you really think you're gonna go big? Grow up Getting too ahead of yourself, you should slow up" I know you don't wanna get my hopes up But you know what Respectfully, I don't give no fucks Cause at this point, if I fail, I can say so what But if I don't try, then I'll never get to know what What would happen, but listen, I ain't saying that I'ma be fucking famous and I'ma be taking payments, who knows if I'll even make it Nah I'm just seeking validation And I really don't know why, Maybe cause I ain't done shit my whole life High school never had a cool story to tell and when I did, it was boring as hell I heard some people snoring as well Like who let this dude talk? Shit is corny as hell But current me is still corny as well But I'ma wake y'all up and if you tryna hit the snooze again I'm coming in with horns and a bell So wake up, motherfuckers! Yo, I said wake the f*ck up, like turn this beat up I'm not, I'm not done yet If you skip to the next track, I'm, I'm gonna be disappointed... look I got drive like ATVs But I don't ride a lot It take me like 18 weeks for me to write a song Cause my damn ADD giving me writer's block So they tryna say E weak and now they tryna call Me out like APBs when I try to talk About how great E be, but when the mic is on It's backed up like APC, There ain't no files gone I swear this shit make me weak, and then I laugh it off Now I got shit to show for Oh Lord I'm bouta show my ego, I'm so bored of all the comments on all the bars I spit Now I swear I'm getting too overconfident Look, but how could you not admit That I'm a god at this Nah, I'm just talking shit God forbid I start acting like a cocky prick But any more compliments and I'ma turn to a narcissist I got my quotes in they mouth like lozenges I make them cough like a ganja hit But all these rappers sound incompetent And I'm just seeking some acknowledgement Cause I'm the greatest rapper Boston sent And my skills won't stop from growing Now that the album dropped, you'll know me It took a while, but I'm boutta pop Like a soda Michael J. Fox was holding So don't be shocked when the carpet's soaked And no COVID But I'm sick Probably why when I spit, you get nauseous I ain't at my apex yet, but my shit's caustic My writens blow your best shit away, and I've been bombing Probably why they call me the lyrical Bin Laden. Boom! And yeah, I'm fine with the punchlines But I can't go off the dome, I can just write And with the amount I'm tryna eat during lunchtime Crunch time seems like it just ain't enough time But I've been slacking too Thinking back to when all my little raps were cute But wasn't really what I thought would make the cash come through I mean it still isn't, but I ain't going back to school No college, 9-5, but the music is something This the music he be doing, like, who would've thunk it? Most of my class would probably be like, you on some dumb shit They ain't speakin' my language, I don't view till they dub it Nah! So change your tune and tell me, are you up yet? Turn the fuckin' speakers up then I went from being unknown to up next Tracks banging like a drum set I gotta climb to wake you fuckers up like bunk beds