Woke - John Gabbana

I’ma do me regardless

Gotta play it smart like Marcus

Met the devil once, he heartless

Thank God I made it out the darkness

I’m more than a rapper, I’m really an author

The softest niggas always act like the hardest

This beam make it easier to hit my target

It’s time to finish what I motherfuckin' started

The route that I’m taking, is slow, I’m impatient

Don’t run from your fears like I did, just go face em

Remember when I use to b the most hated

Now they saying my comback is the greatest

God gave me a vision, I’m making a statement

My bitch acting up to to find a replacement

My whole life is now under fucking surveillance

I’m bout to pack up and move under the basement

Forgive me, I’m human

It’s humid, got drugs I’m abusing, that’s stupid, John what are you doing?

Fuck therapy bitch we already been through this

I’m living my way, nigga fuck how you view this

They sleeping on me, over looking my music

That’s just motivation, time for me to use it

My features a dub, offer less, I’m refusing

Ahead of the game when they thought I’d be losing

At the chase bank, this not face paint

Boy ya face stank, hit ya point blank, wit a shank shank

All this fucking evil make you think think, is he even real?

Damn,

what we gon' do if he ain’t ain’t?

Johnny plank plank, won’t pretend that I’m a saint

Niggas talking from the side, come and step inside the paint

Always feeling like I can, bitch I’ll never say «I can’t»

If it’s breathe inside yo body, how can you make a complaint?

No more makeup, settled down but I came up

Stayed strong never gave up, John got his weight up

When are people gonna wake up?

When my people gonna raise up?

Father don’t forsake us, if you love us why you take us?

Only hate us cause they ain’t us, really they should thank us

But they rather try to taint us, take our soul and restraint us

John please tell your story, we wanna know more bout you

I won’t risk my freedom just to be labeled as «Cool»

More successful than my teachers, I did this shit without school

Ain’t funny how?

Holdup a second John don’t be rude

A man on a mission, need more recognition

Eyes wide as pigeon, true to my religion

God be talking to me through intuition, for my son I try to make good decisions

Don’t like to argue, I’m not with the bickering

Bettered myself, now I’m making a difference

Tryna get rich, I’m done acting belligerent

Don’t want my kids to see me acting ignorant

Where have you been?

Where did you go?

I’m losing my life before I’m selling my soul

Fuck how long it takes, I’m reaching my goals

Be careful, don’t reach cause I’ll reach for my pole

Done going to jail, I’m done being controlled

I’m not a dog, I don’t move when I’m told

Reality check, the world we live in cold

Your best friend is gon' be the first one to fold

I know, let’s take it slow and see how far this go

None of you rappers flow hard as my flow

It takes me 4 days to run through an «O»

Let’s celebrate nigga we no longer broke

Remember when niggas took me as a joke?

Now the same niggas on the sideline taking notes

I’m gon' touch a mill, not talking bout oats

Put respect on my name, you talking bout a goat

Hmm, you pussy nigga sore losers

Ha you prolly pay for your viewers

Stay making moves, call me mister maneuver

You spend your whole life behind a computer

Fuck the police, I’ma motherfuckin' trooper

Ha, John got a good sense of humor

I am the dealer, bitch you are the user

You niggas my students, bitch I am your tutor