Young Taylor
Wake Up (ft. Left and Right Shoulder)
[Angel (right)]
You need to get your ass out of the bed
What are you doing
Time is money and money make the world go round but you sleepin like six in the ground n***a get up
Open your eyes dammit
[Demon (left)]
Nah you good dawg doesn’t it feel nice to be sleepin
I bet you dreamin about bein a rapper and shit cus you know that can’t be yo reality just stay fast asleep
You got nothing to do, keep smoking weed n***a you past your peak fuck sobriety
Alright alright I get it I’m up I’m up fuck just leave me alone
[Verse 1]
I’ve been dead in the mental
Homicide in the mind from decline of the oxygen
Treated life like a rental
Who am to decide what is right where’s my common sense
I need a pen and a pencil
As I write I realize that my life is what my thoughts invent
Hopped out the sarcophagus yea the coffin split off the coughs and bics
I’m free
From the thc
Had a talk with dad
He said slow it down you needa quit it with the freeway speeds
Gotta stop for a minute think and breathe gah damn
You can’t delay dreams
Gotta keep chasing like the relay team
Wrist down with the d-wade three let the heat wave sink
I’ma creamate beats
I’m Finally snapping like they fucken with the spoken word
The dopest verse is potent like its wrote in herb
The chosen birth with skin like he rose from dirt
He’s comin at you like you poked a nerve
Well alright
[Bridge]
I told you
I told you
Didn’t I tell you I can rap
Y’all just been doubtin while I been climbing this ain’t new
And this is the appetizer y’all ain’t ready for what’s coming
I might as well call this light work and I’m still running laps on these tracks
Share the wealth till the death of me
Let’s get to it
The greatest
[Verse 2]
This ain’t a game no more
I ain’t playing no more
Taking aim bustin shots when it rains it pours
I obtained the sword
Takings reigns for sure
This a job pay to play I can’t remain this poor
If I said it I meant it
In New York with the tab and I sent it
In my head for 16 hours extended
With demented reflections it was a self intervention
In the city of madness
All my views went from pretty to savage
Saw right through I was swimming in acid
Now I’m new and I’m livin the passion
I was drifting to sadness
After school would’ve been in a sand pit
Had no clue I was gifted with rappin
Welcome to first edition of classics
[Outro]
I'm just tryna do my best
Fuck the rest
I'm up next
And I'm living alright
I'm just tryna do my best
Fuck the rest
I'm up next
And I'm living alright