Woke by Alex Bond Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Trying something different every now and then, like me
What it take for you to like me
What it take for you to take me around
(Playing me out) like a hype beast
Smell blood in the air, vampire bite me
Like a twilight scene, I been way up in the sky see, like a fly, eagle, I’m rarely on foot, gotta flight visa, to the right region
In a wife beater T
Shiny teeth in me, smiling while the flash go off
Had to go off, cause some guys believe in me
Why she leaving you, cause she meeting me
You repeating the new one
Copy, pasting my moves, don’t compare me to who, you think he sound like, sound biting ain't part of my rules
Niggas use you like tools, but then call you the homie, whatever you say
I can never relate, to being on the inside, everyday
In every way, I’m out, of the cares to give
I’d have you thinking that I’m parenting, plenty marriages to instrumentals, while I’m sonning niggas in the middle, riddle
What gets broken without even being held, I'll wait
Promises, acknowledge this, you niggas couldn’t have promised this
This wasn’t written in stone, but freestyled over biggie’s beats
By the biblical lord in 604 BC, these streets ain't for the boy
This is one of Hells Angels, Calling all of hells angels
We done been through the ups and downs, left, right all the angles
I’m feeling dangerous, ain’t nobody changing up
Phone hanging up, y’all steady been in deep slumber
Bitch did I wake you up?
Trying something different every now and then, like me
What it take for you to like me
What it take for you to take me around
(Playing me out) like a hype beast
Smell blood in the air, vampire bite me
Like a twilight scene, I been way up in the sky see, like a fly, eagle, I’m rarely on foot, gotta flight visa, to the right region
In a wife beater T
Shiny teeth in me, smiling while the flash go off
Had to go off, cause some guys believe in me
Why she leaving you, cause she meeting me
You repeating the new one
Copy, pasting my moves, don’t compare me to who, you think he sound like, sound biting ain't part of my rules
Niggas use you like tools, but then call you the homie, whatever you say
I can never relate, to being on the inside, everyday
In every way, I’m out, of the cares to give
I’d have you thinking that I’m parenting, plenty marriages to instrumentals, while I’m sonning niggas in the middle, riddle
What gets broken without even being held, I'll wait
Promises, acknowledge this, you niggas couldn’t have promised this
This wasn’t written in stone, but freestyled over biggie’s beats
By the biblical lord in 604 BC, these streets ain't for the boy
This is one of Hells Angels, Calling all of hells angels
We done been through the ups and downs, left, right all the angles
I’m feeling dangerous, ain’t nobody changing up
Phone hanging up, y’all steady been in deep slumber
Bitch did I wake you up?