Intro:
Chick, I been woke...
Yeah, I been woke...
(When your) family was kin folk, I'd come over to drink Coke, now
Just wanna be friends though

Chick, I been woke...
Yeah, I been woke...
(I guess) all this was a grim joke, move on, didn't think so
Been walked on the thin rope with your ends low

Verse 1 (DAX):
Damn... how I go from
Getting you right to letting you go, huh
Maybe you right, we shouldn't get close, doors
Couldn't be closed now, keep it ten toes down

Damn... it's true it seems, you've
Moved my dreams to lunacy, who's
Cruel and mean? Yeah: to concede, you agree
Scrutiny ruins me, give me back my jewelry - gone

You is not fooling me, I heard Gambino, it
Started with "#ShootYourShot," I had the free throw,but
Now, I'm just downing shots, those are not free though, I
Need 'em 'cause heathens like you got an ego, I'm
Onto your tricks and I've seen all your evil, I'm
Stunting on tricks, I'm rap's Evel Knievel
(Ad)mittedly, I ain't my church's santito, but
You're still out here stealing hearts, a bandito, girl

...but I don't need you
...I don't believe you
...you wanted to deceive? True
...got me wishing for a redo

Maybe, I didn't want to get with you from the start because I
Knew we'd get together and never would break apart, and I
Know it's a selfish thing to say, but I remain from you apart maybe 'cause
Ultimately, more options gives security to my heart - damn

Aye, that's swell, man, shout out to JaqKel, Dave's
Taking a love class but slept through the last bell, calls
Used to be dropping, you'd lie to me often, but
Now that I'm popping, you wanna start talking, my

Ex, I don't need, took shots, like Kobe, ain't
Know I'm moving on, I guess you don't really know me
Grab love by the wings, and life by the horns, but don't
Ever call a rose by its thorns

Chorus:
Hurt my soul
Will I ever
Let you go?
Will I change, girl?
I don't know
...I'll never
Let you go
I been woke

Verse 2 (JaqKel):
I've been woke, the masses know the weed I
Smoke, a massive toke so I don't show the
Shit I know about these hoes; sick being
How they break a n***a heart to decimals, the point

Being, in between me and her, dispersed
Before another bitch feels get hurt, my
Fucks been gone, 6 feet in the dirt
Death in my eyes, rare view in the hearse

Purgatory in my cup; tell me what the fuck? What is
Love? Had enough, I don't even want to touch, ugh
Do not compare me, I'm God like I'm Yeezus, I
Step on the face of the fucker with Yeezys

I could lead her on but boy, that is too easy, so
I break her off, leave her mental in pieces
For every murder, they said there's a reason, you
Murdered my sanity committed treason
Chorus

Outro:
I been, I been, I been, I been