I don't know man
I think I'm just gonna show it from my point of view
How many time's it take?
Until you're stepping on the throttle
How many rhyme's it take?
For you to come up from the bottom
How many fine's you pay?
You call yourself a role model
How many lies it take?
It's wake time today
Now I've had my finger under your neck for quite a while
Seeing all the nitty gritty like the grout in the tile
But you keep letting muddy shoes all up into your home
They put their feet up on the coffee table hogging the phone
They raid the kitchen looking for a quick fix cause they crave
They say they're cooking but they pop it in the microwave
And all the fans get fooled cause it's quick and it's hot
But all the chefs in the kitchen are tasting nothing they got
So what I'm saying is the bangers that they crank are legit
In the eyes of the fans cause they're jamming to it
But I know lyricist like myself see this shit
Wonder how in the f*ck you keep falling for it
If you don't got a tat on your face or dangling braids
You get no love in the Hip Hop that we're seeing today
But I'm just here to spit my rhymes in a devilish way
F*ck you mean?
See this plate?
Lick it clean
F*ck you think? (AH)
How many time's it take?
Until you're stepping on the throttle
How many rhyme's it take?
For you to come up from the bottom
How many fine's you pay?
You call yourself a role model
How many lies it take?
It's wake time today
For a minute I've had my finger all up on the pulse
Of what's been happening all this trapping is producing results
But who am I to make a metaphor of Rap as a house
That gets shared and they parents are watching they mouths?
While these kids popping off showing all disrespect
'Till you're losing your shit, grab em up by they neck
Let em know you've been paying the bills in this bitch
Made a couple of million they're feeling legit
They got lessons to learn cause they're burning through it
On the cares and the jewels and the tats on they skin
They can learn a thing or two from HOV and invest
So they don't have to live in a car with a vest
But I'm an outside
I play guitar and I'm white
But I know all ya'll cats are nodding cause you know that I'm right
So take a second and recognize that the kids are alright
They need that school of hard knocks knowledge up in their life (woo)
How many time's it take?
Until you're stepping on the throttle
How many rhyme's it take?
For you to come up from the bottom
How many fine's you pay?
You call yourself a role model
How many lies it take?
It's wake time today
Wake Time Video (MV)
Dylan Andre - Wake Time Lyrics
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I don't know man
I think I'm just gonna show it from my point of view
How many time's it take?
Until you're stepping on the throttle
How many rhyme's it take?
For you to come up from the bottom
How many fine's you pay?
You call yourself a role model
How many lies it take?
It's wake time today
Now I've had my finger under your neck for quite a while
Seeing all the nitty gritty like the grout in the tile
But you keep letting muddy shoes all up into your home
They put their feet up on the coffee table hogging the phone
They raid the kitchen looking for a quick fix cause they crave
They say they're cooking but they pop it in the microwave
And all the fans get fooled cause it's quick and it's hot
But all the chefs in the kitchen are tasting nothing they got
So what I'm saying is the bangers that they crank are legit
In the eyes of the fans cause they're jamming to it
But I know lyricist like myself see this shit
Wonder how in the f*ck you keep falling for it
If you don't got a tat on your face or dangling braids
You get no love in the Hip Hop that we're seeing today
But I'm just here to spit my rhymes in a devilish way
F*ck you mean?
See this plate?
Lick it clean
F*ck you think? (AH)
How many time's it take?
Until you're stepping on the throttle
How many rhyme's it take?
For you to come up from the bottom
How many fine's you pay?
You call yourself a role model
How many lies it take?
It's wake time today
For a minute I've had my finger all up on the pulse
Of what's been happening all this trapping is producing results
But who am I to make a metaphor of Rap as a house
That gets shared and they parents are watching they mouths?
While these kids popping off showing all disrespect
'Till you're losing your shit, grab em up by they neck
Let em know you've been paying the bills in this bitch
Made a couple of million they're feeling legit
They got lessons to learn cause they're burning through it
On the cares and the jewels and the tats on they skin
They can learn a thing or two from HOV and invest
So they don't have to live in a car with a vest
But I'm an outside
I play guitar and I'm white
But I know all ya'll cats are nodding cause you know that I'm right
So take a second and recognize that the kids are alright
They need that school of hard knocks knowledge up in their life (woo)
How many time's it take?
Until you're stepping on the throttle
How many rhyme's it take?
For you to come up from the bottom
How many fine's you pay?
You call yourself a role model
How many lies it take?
It's wake time today
I think I'm just gonna show it from my point of view
How many time's it take?
Until you're stepping on the throttle
How many rhyme's it take?
For you to come up from the bottom
How many fine's you pay?
You call yourself a role model
How many lies it take?
It's wake time today
Now I've had my finger under your neck for quite a while
Seeing all the nitty gritty like the grout in the tile
But you keep letting muddy shoes all up into your home
They put their feet up on the coffee table hogging the phone
They raid the kitchen looking for a quick fix cause they crave
They say they're cooking but they pop it in the microwave
And all the fans get fooled cause it's quick and it's hot
But all the chefs in the kitchen are tasting nothing they got
So what I'm saying is the bangers that they crank are legit
In the eyes of the fans cause they're jamming to it
But I know lyricist like myself see this shit
Wonder how in the f*ck you keep falling for it
If you don't got a tat on your face or dangling braids
You get no love in the Hip Hop that we're seeing today
But I'm just here to spit my rhymes in a devilish way
F*ck you mean?
See this plate?
Lick it clean
F*ck you think? (AH)
How many time's it take?
Until you're stepping on the throttle
How many rhyme's it take?
For you to come up from the bottom
How many fine's you pay?
You call yourself a role model
How many lies it take?
It's wake time today
For a minute I've had my finger all up on the pulse
Of what's been happening all this trapping is producing results
But who am I to make a metaphor of Rap as a house
That gets shared and they parents are watching they mouths?
While these kids popping off showing all disrespect
'Till you're losing your shit, grab em up by they neck
Let em know you've been paying the bills in this bitch
Made a couple of million they're feeling legit
They got lessons to learn cause they're burning through it
On the cares and the jewels and the tats on they skin
They can learn a thing or two from HOV and invest
So they don't have to live in a car with a vest
But I'm an outside
I play guitar and I'm white
But I know all ya'll cats are nodding cause you know that I'm right
So take a second and recognize that the kids are alright
They need that school of hard knocks knowledge up in their life (woo)
How many time's it take?
Until you're stepping on the throttle
How many rhyme's it take?
For you to come up from the bottom
How many fine's you pay?
You call yourself a role model
How many lies it take?
It's wake time today
Writer: Dylan Andre
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid