Kevin Flum - The wake up lyrics

[Intro] Listen.. here.. f**.. boy [Verse 1] I'm the new guy on the block now Say you from the school of hard knocks boy you dropped out I don't see the credentials I don't see the potential Every night I'm in my room with a pad and a pencil Said no to the f** sh** These days who knows what trust is I'm just tryna make moves and get up quick And you know that we are nothing to be f**ed with Man i just want a million I just want a billion I just wanna be in a room full of Brazilians I just wanna travel over seas Goin crazy over me Getting high eatin pizza with Sicilians And I don't care what you say I'ma be on top like the toupee I'ma skirt skirt in a coopay Oops i mean a coop tho f** you mother f**ers in a loop hole I'll get my money fast homie you slow And i take fatties and you take little ones And you talking sh** with a tank with a little gun And i got nothing But time got nothing But rhymes in my coming Soon like I'm f**ing the time on My sound cloud's lit I been my sound proud sh** I been on my bow-down sh** Cause i feel like the king of my type And nobody's like me and that's all right Feeling so good and gracious Been so patient I always try to stray away from fake sh** The money won't come to those who waitin Gotta get it now before the sh** erases Gettin faded in different places Meetin people seein different faces Way to gone to remember the names I never got used to it cause its never the same Woah The wake up(x3) [Verse 2] Man please dont hit my phone when im busy Matter fact dont hit my phone at all Dont hit my email with sh** That won't make me money matter fact im ignoring it all Where were you when there was no one to call Had to f** around and teach my damn self how to dribble the ball and every body wanna laugh when you ain't that good and they say i can't rap cause i ain't that hood and they say i can't rap cause i ain't got culture prayin on the game like a vulture f** you and f** you is what i say i could probably throw a td on a one eyed play i could probably sell water to a fish fellin like a gotta put a wish i just wanna see the world with my bisshh one day imma help all of my homies get rich watch everyone who doubted get ditched yo been a long a road been a long time one day my shows gonna have a long line imma sell out the tickets and yell out to b**hes they show the booty and yell out they digits im the type to hit em and probly call again cause next time she gonna need to probably gonna call her friend then next next time she gone call a friend and call a friend and all a sudden now you know shes bringing all her friends ooo boy im a waken bringing home the bacon everybody told me stay patient if i waited long enough id probably be unpaitent so i stopped waiting i started chasing i need it now i need it now more than ever momma raised me more than clever i dont know nobody who know me better as of now my life here is an open letter b**h