Ezko - Wake Up lyrics

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Feat. Andy Gruhin, Scolla & Thurz

(Verse: Ezko)

Wake up, wake up

I gotta get my cake up

Time on the grind

Till we shine

Or it breaks us

Eyes on the prize

To survive all the haters

The lies all the schemes

In a scene full of fakers

So what does that make us?

The realest to do it

N that's law

Speak the truth

And that's all

Tryna make a fortune

In the booth torching

Scorching re-inforcements

Forcing to get a portion

Cosigns, endorsements

Posed to make you important

But My recordings

The arrival of four horsemen

With more storming

I'm Mike Jordan and George Foreman

When I'm performing

I'm the son of the morning

Could have been an abortion

But I'm here and blessings come in assortments

So before you talk shit when you don't know me

At least get a glimpse of the long story

Word to Shawn Corey

(Hook)

You were not there, when I started, you can't touch me in my dreams

In the limelight from the darkness, it ain't easy as it seems

(Verse: Scolla)

Yeah, OG, look!

Wake up, wake up, Gotta get my cake up

Things are getting ugly, this shit I couldn't make up

I'm turning into greatness, I put that on my maker

I can't fuck up my way to make a liar out my haters (nigga)

You're forewarned, I am God's own

You can't stop a nigga that's forged iron heart strong

Came from the bottom, sort of like the last chip

Now I'm doing back-flips to make the struggle past tense

I'm from a spot where they pop up on you like blocka blocka

It's cops and robbers and it's an honor to meet your honor

And survive, I'm telling y'all I did

Now I ball like I'm behind eyelids

Dodging situations, haters praying I don't make it

Smoking on some everyday shit, in hopes that I find patience

I'm racing, against time to build legacy

I pray y'all understand what's left of me, when I'm gone

(Hook)

You were not there, when I started, you can't touch me in my dreams

In the limelight from the darkness, it ain't easy as it seems

(Verse: Thurz)

Not a spaniard, but killer gladiator trained

A name you lose or gain, a scar always remains

From broke dreams and sprains - then goin' under that blade

Are you not entertained? Mo views for mo pain dang

Blood in my pen, withdrawin it from my vein

Hoping my heart still pumps with the fluid that remains

Insane thoughts running through my brain

Dimethyltryptamine my reality is my dream, any dimension or plane

Plain and simple, fake niggas they claim

They heirs but house niggas - mascots in chains

The treasure in life, is wherever that love at

And it ain't in jail my brother he swore that

Ain't in a groupie bitch, shared pussy is a fact

An A ain't a grade, it's 3 sticks to these dumb cats

So why the fuck would I care what they sayin when they flunkin at life

Minimum wage on the block, nigga roll through twice

I know you see me nigga<br />

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