Wake Up Mr. West

Wake up Mr. West Cause all that college shit is over Niggas out here struggling but I ain't finna fold up Whip that rav 4 til that turn into a rover If the next hustle don't work light the stove up Wake up Mr. West Cause all that college shit is over Niggas out here struggling but I ain't finna fold up Whip that rav 4 til that turn into a rover If the next hustle don't work light the stove up These niggas tried to cross me but they only planted seeds That's why I be keeping god close to heart like rosaries They tried to count me out like we was playing hide & seek Sometimes you gotta mute the haters just to find your peace In the age of new slaves I'm trying to think free Cause you can graduate with 98 degrees And be woke but not have a place to sleep or a plate to eat Cause life is like downward dog You bound to face defeat But they don't hear me though Everybody thinking fast should listen slow I just play the cut like a pick and roll These niggas dying to be seen but can't face a mirror Making poor decisions only time can make it clearer Where I'm from niggas hustle on the day to day They watched they hoop dreams deflate and shot fade away When the roads closed on me I had to make a way The streets don't owe you shit but always seem to make you pay Wake up Mr. West Cause all that college shit is over Niggas out here struggling but I ain't finna fold up Whip that rav 4 til that turn into a rover If the next hustle don't work light the stove up Wake up Mr. West Cause all that college shit is over Niggas out here struggling but I ain't finna fold up Whip that rav 4 til that turn into a rover If the next hustle don't work light the stove up Y'all times over the streets cold but my heart is colder I laminate your mind with thoughts you couldn't gloss over I saw the lane open up so I crossed over I'm ready to body up for when the help comes closer Gotta change my habits 1000 threads on the mattress Designer frames Italian fabrics Living life in godly fashion It's all about timing Adjust my Gucci It ain't all about diamonds Respect me profusely I'm all in here shining I mean Low key or high key They never could deny me I'm picking either lock You going see me in your lobby They love you then they hate you That's just cycles of society You can give your heart or they going take it from your body I feel like the world is Plotting against me I'm promise you simply You can catch this whole fade If you keep on tryna temp me They conspiring to end me Full of rage, fueled by envy Which is strange cause nothing changed You my brother til infinity Wars on I turn Thor Hammer out all the details Black out then encore Beach is better til you seashells Family feuding over cash money That a destroy your whole legacy Looking out the windows of the Carter Baby niggas can't get next to me 18 Jordan of recording They tried to ignore it I'm orbiting greatness They cordially hating Birthed in the darkness Left and forsaken No metric can measure my level of patience My name is my name Till the day that I'm slain Bench players talking like starters I hate it The only time I'm on the bench is to talk to the players I say I switch styles like I was part of the chambers Or I keep styles like I was rhyming with jada I traveled the galaxy searching for earth Surfed the mountains Climbed the seas And i swam in the dirt My foot in clouds But still had my ears to streets Puzzle completed But some how I still give you a piece But it aint enough though These niggas out here cut throat They a hang you out to dry even with enough rope Can't let it get to me I'm clearly succeeding visibly Where I'm from niggas move in silence Let they pistols speak The art of war is the Bible here The streets'll son you If you waging war Simply out of fear I use to have horses all on my outerwear Now I'm close to pushin Porsche's to get out of here My mind is clear I am the jewel Trust the process Words for your soul Food for thought It's hard to digest Niggas dying Fighting Goliaths In the jungle no lions Just handcuffs and sirens Wake up Mr. West