Royce da 5'9", Ashley Sorrell - Stay Woke lyrics

[Royce da 5'9", Ashley Sorrell - Stay Woke lyrics]

Yeah, now you see what the Lord doin'
Rippin' pages out the book
I had to make the story fluent
Thanks to Marshall
I'm sober doin' what I enjoy doin'
I'm puttin Chavis Chandler on
Had to at least pay it forward to him
Yeah, every other day another star is born
And that's to freshen the decayin'
Of the art form
Fuck with my commas, shit will be quick
Got what's in my pocket out of the dirt
Filthy rich
I stuck to my promise to momma, stay focused
Double entendre, I'm tryna vocally smoke you
You will be missed the hocus, the pocus
Magician doing tricks in
This miserable business who spit, loyalty
Forgiveness through biblical scripts
Of morals and wisdom
Paintin' pictures of this


Historical war of attrition who's
Just, the dopest, the wokest
I'm five years sober
Trauma from my childhood constantly haunts me
'til I finally cry tears over
Sharp as a gauntlet
With thoughts of my side chick in high heels
'Cause I didn't want her, I needed her
Though I didn't want her
I'm hot as July, no lie
I wouldn't lie in a sauna
Invest in the truth
Don't expect me to buy into moments
They done took the charts over so now
Y'all scared of them shook niggas?
Jamal Crawford couldn't crossover and sell
Me them Wolf tickets

Uhh, "Best Rapper Alive" broadcasts in five
Four, three, two, one

I’m fly as a dive in the sky in a harness
Anyone alive sleepin' on me
Can die in pajamas
Police call me a threat to society
Though I am a promise
I am a one-of-one like I’d
Say a Isaiah Thomas
You can’t fathom thinking deep enough
To sink the abyss you think you Pac
I’m thinkin' of sinkin' your Demetrius Shipp
Only thing that I can’t fathom is
Why the preacher is rich
How to think in the moderation and
Turn a drink to a sip
I'm private when I fly
I ball out like 'Bron do
You in the game but you sit
And coach like Tyronn Lue
Me and my soldiers
We just out here mobbin' like old Italians
Snatching your homie's necklace to rock
It with your medallion over these groceries
I’m toe-to-toe with your whole battalion
I hit you with four from
This 44 like Hova album
I take lives like banned contracepts
All the contraband I collect
Is Iran contra-esque
Respect the mantra or die at
The hands of consciousness
Run up and get left ran down to
Death on your damn conscious steps
The booze already made me lose
I can't go out like I’m Amy Winehouse
The Lord graciously still kept me here
In a place to be on the corner like baby
Blue standin' in timeout
Looking real spiritually aware
Pair of Pumas on
Looking like I’m aboard a Lear
Headed to uniform i’m so lyrically rare
I spearheaded the unicorn
I was born a bold one, sugar-coated
All the way I'm livin' put me
In a great position now
Every time they hear me, they
Say, "Ain't nobody did this, nah"
And if they don't, they shit been off
Just listen to the diction in this lyricism
I won't break a fool
They don't want me to blow
But every single show
They hand out like I owe 'em
Already paid my dues and wordings, uh
But if I said it then they still won't know
So I won't waste my time on you
And speakin' on the level that ya never on
The way they hatin' so incredible
My writings on the wall, to you
It's so illegible
I'm invincible, you're sleepin' on me
I'ma stay woke yeah yeah yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

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