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roundstreet - awake lyrics

[verse 1]
open your eyes in the am
neck pain with a strain on it
f-ck it, just keep it all in
all for that rap game, put a chain on it
now you taking that head for a walk
that september, put some rain on it
see you walking up close to that net, net
with them new jordans, put some game on ’em
see the pain that you feel in your wrist
now ain’t that a b-tch
tapping that ball through the pain on the beat
’cause you finna be rich
see the neighbors are banging the speakers
the heat, and they’re feeling it sick
tapping that ball through the pain on the beat
’cause you finna be big, not slim like a fig

[chorus]
mama said take what you want in life
it took me some time and a broken mic
it took me a year just to get it right
still t–thing though, i cannot bite
now i be coming up with that bam bam
like rafa with that grand slam
like mayweather with a fast hand
and i’m getting fed up with that last brand
i will walk on that hot sand, yeah
i lay the grounds for my new land, yeah
coming up with that bam bam
money man with a fast hand
getting fed up with your last brand

[verse 2]
open your eyes in the afternoon
sick of sh-t and imma act a fool
sickle slit another brother boom
sick of feeling like a used broom
and i see you sat but you just missed the stool
imma change the stats, facts, give me room
feeling fat then imma lose some food
if i’m feeling h-rny, imma f-ck with you
but i’m tasting the blood while i’m hitting the floor
see enough another kick through the door
seen another neighbor stick up a store
house full of progeny, busy not bored, oh lord
f-cking up all of my tracks, slow
maybe there’s hope for success, bro
maybe i’ll motivate the rest – they got in their chest to give it their best
but i’m singing without my own home
all that i got is my song
all of my brothers are gone
all that i did now feel wrong
i can not stay on too long, oh lord
still is that wrist on my chest
still i keep that net in my nest
still wearing that hat i feel blessed
f on a bench to an a on a test

- roundstreet lyrics

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