Lyrics

It's 4:59 I'm already up and awake I never seem to sleep through the alarm clock Only thing that come to a sleeper is a dream So I'm out here doing work every day til my heart stop Running round with the faith size of a mustard seed Didn't even know if this career was gone pay or not Lot of questions People wanna know bout my whereabouts I'm bout to let 'em know So stick around till the tape drop When they see me out in public Only thing they wanna know When the tape drop? I told my mama that my life about to change on the day that the tape What's the odd Two buildings Thirty acres, a lake Dollar menu chicken sandwich Threw it down like it's steak Now we control the game Nikola Jok with the pace Why wait? I apply pressure straight out the gate Gate gate gate gate Two phones and you still ain't answered for your mistakes Troubled by it Now you sorry Hate to say it's too late Well It's too late late People treating me way too good I told em all stay away But high favor in my life I can't seem to escape Well It's starting to feel like it's fate Now they hit me with "let's work" I hit em back with a rate For all the times they undervalued me Just slaps in the face And I gotta get my get back Take the high road Too many times I did that I lost my navigation So I gotta spin back It's 4:59 I'm already up and awake I never seem to sleep through the alarm clock Only thing that come to a sleeper is a dream So I'm out here doing work every day til my heart stop Running round with the faith size of a mustard seed Didn't even know if this career was gone pay or not Lot of questions People wanna know bout my whereabouts I'm bout to let 'em know So stick around till the tape drop When they see me out in public Only thing they wanna know When the tape drop? I told my mama that my life about to change on the day that the tape Yeah I used to fantasize bout Hollywood Till I realized stars could be made in my own hood People telling me I gotta leave and I probably could But God said not yet So right now I gotta stay put I could catch a flight right now to DC, LA, Houston, Vegas, Chi-Town, Empire State Don't get it mistaken Each of those are for the taking Know I'm on the road more than some luggage suitcases Who's to say I'm not the one to lead the generations List way too long to name who I motivated I have yet to meet somebody who can match my dedication And I put that on the record like a traffic citation Living in the studio Mostly after midnight Half asleep at work the next day My schedule get tight Comes as no surprise The speed I'm going on this ride I'm up later than the moon And up before the sunrise It's 4:59 I'm already up and awake I never seem to sleep through the alarm clock Only thing that come to a sleeper is a dream So I'm out here doing work every day til my heart stop Running round with the faith size of a mustard seed Didn't even know if this career was gone pay or not Lot of questions People wanna know bout my whereabouts I'm bout to let 'em know So stick around till the tape drop When they see me out in public Only thing they wanna know When the tape drop? I told my mama that my life about to change on the day that the tape drop The tape Sheesh Will you stay?
Writer(s): Thomas Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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