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Wake Up Video (MV)




Performed By: James The Prophet
Length: 3:19
Written by: MICHAEL O'BRIEN




James The Prophet - Wake Up Lyrics




You know i could show you who you are
You ain't gotta think about tomorrow
Hanging out in paris with some stars
Really helped me out with my sorrow

I could free your mind in a minute
I hate everything except weed and women
You ain't got to admit it,
I know what you thinking

I just wake up, smoke up, write another song
That's a bright idea, i think they got it wrong
I'm inspired in the early morning
Like 1pm, should i show you more

Slow down, slow down,
My head's racing, and i can't leave the town
Wake up, smoke up, f*ck around with sounds
Wake up, smoke up, lonely for the crown

[V1]
I'm, sitting in gowanus, the stoop's back in park slope
Just to be honest imma say i got a dark soul
Chilling on TOR, i ain't talking bout shows
I get stressed in stores, my dealers come in droves

I'm waiting for bezos to get a weed drone
Might go to lagos to get my lean on
Back when i was 8, i used to really hate
Feeling great, cause the next day you always feel a way

But that's not true when every day is amazing,
So i'm assessing and excavating my place
I'm 18, bargaining the life ahead of me
Lucid and arguing with myself, i'm my enemy

Looking up looking out
Used to hate em now i generate crowds
Whole team walk around in the clouds
Whole scene on my living room couch


I just wake up, smoke up, write another song
That's a bright idea, i think they got it wrong
I'm inspired in the early morning
Like 1pm, should i show you more

Slow down, slow down,
My head's racing, and i can't leave the town
Wake up, smoke up, f*ck around with sounds
Wake up, smoke up, lonely for the crown



[V2]
Stay away from me, bitch i got bronchitis
You know how that came, the nickname's your highness
Ain't nobody got time, i'm dazed and feeling violent
4 days without, feel like i'm in an asylum

Another girl said she wants to come back
I'd rather play with moses, than actually tap
Moses that's my cat, hold it down in my flat
They got my back more than some friends i had

I guess things move on, they were cool though
Spent the whole summer on the move
While i was at home, 110, no A/C,
My backbone is that i can see, i often feel deceived

Life sucks when you're stressed, wonder who's next to decease
I hope that they don't mention me
Eventually imma have some homes by the sea,
I'm inviting nobody, wait and see


You know i could show you who you are
You ain't gotta think about tomorrow
We don't really think about tomorrow.
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You know i could show you who you are
You ain't gotta think about tomorrow
Hanging out in paris with some stars
Really helped me out with my sorrow

I could free your mind in a minute
I hate everything except weed and women
You ain't got to admit it,
I know what you thinking

I just wake up, smoke up, write another song
That's a bright idea, i think they got it wrong
I'm inspired in the early morning
Like 1pm, should i show you more

Slow down, slow down,
My head's racing, and i can't leave the town
Wake up, smoke up, f*ck around with sounds
Wake up, smoke up, lonely for the crown

[V1]
I'm, sitting in gowanus, the stoop's back in park slope
Just to be honest imma say i got a dark soul
Chilling on TOR, i ain't talking bout shows
I get stressed in stores, my dealers come in droves

I'm waiting for bezos to get a weed drone
Might go to lagos to get my lean on
Back when i was 8, i used to really hate
Feeling great, cause the next day you always feel a way

But that's not true when every day is amazing,
So i'm assessing and excavating my place
I'm 18, bargaining the life ahead of me
Lucid and arguing with myself, i'm my enemy

Looking up looking out
Used to hate em now i generate crowds
Whole team walk around in the clouds
Whole scene on my living room couch


I just wake up, smoke up, write another song
That's a bright idea, i think they got it wrong
I'm inspired in the early morning
Like 1pm, should i show you more

Slow down, slow down,
My head's racing, and i can't leave the town
Wake up, smoke up, f*ck around with sounds
Wake up, smoke up, lonely for the crown



[V2]
Stay away from me, bitch i got bronchitis
You know how that came, the nickname's your highness
Ain't nobody got time, i'm dazed and feeling violent
4 days without, feel like i'm in an asylum

Another girl said she wants to come back
I'd rather play with moses, than actually tap
Moses that's my cat, hold it down in my flat
They got my back more than some friends i had

I guess things move on, they were cool though
Spent the whole summer on the move
While i was at home, 110, no A/C,
My backbone is that i can see, i often feel deceived

Life sucks when you're stressed, wonder who's next to decease
I hope that they don't mention me
Eventually imma have some homes by the sea,
I'm inviting nobody, wait and see


You know i could show you who you are
You ain't gotta think about tomorrow
We don't really think about tomorrow.
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Writer: MICHAEL O'BRIEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing


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