THE WAKE Songtext
von ILMA
THE WAKE Songtext
(Wake the artist)
Who put in those chains?
Your act is not the same
Who′s banking on your gains?
While your heart is up in flames
You think you winnin' all of your games
You′ll do anything for that fame
Just to prove that you have a name
Too afraid to dip in that pain
Your life too beachy
I'm Gone
I'm Tired
I′m getting sleepy
Yuh
You′re gettin' greedy
Yuh
I′m going back
Gonna be me
It's getting murky
Gotta be honest
I didn′t come to pretend
Shit getting dirty
Gotta be honest
I think it's time to repent
Yabbin′ and yabbin'
Is packing the comments
I wonder who's setting the trend?
Braggin′ and braggin′
Your life is a product
I wonder who's paying your rent?
You wanna be playing all over like BB
Singin′ like Riri
Writing bout Kiki
Gather the forces and pray in your tipi
("hope they gon' see me, I′m playin' on TV")
You talkin′ shit but God's on cc
One day you'll wake up
You know how to reach me
I can′t be holding a seat for the greedy
I′m never so needy that this gon' eat me
Life is too deep
It′s bigger than 3D
Way too big to be fixed in adobe
Gotta dig, like for Djengis in gobi
What's the trick, put a stick in the SoMe
Ego in, and the shit gettin′ smokey
Pure sin and the soul gettin' lonely
For the win, gotta hop on the pony
Your life too beachy
I′m Gone
I'm Tired
I'm getting sleepy
Yuh
You′re gettin′ greedy
Yuh
I'm going back
Gonna be me
Yeah I′m going back gonna be me
Yeah I'm going back
Yeah I′m going back gonna be me
Yeah I'm going back
I might be tossed, double crossed
Got the talent, pay the cost
Wanna cut the weight down
Gotta put the bait down
Building walls, bigger walls
Just an object for the mob
I can tug a mans crown
Ain′t the luck you hand down
Fame is delirious all the way to the top
This shit is serious, can't be asleep on the Job
Sooner or later you'll wake up, connecting the dots
Look in the mirror, who′s calling the shots?
Your life too beachy
I′m Gone
I'm Tired
I′m getting sleepy
Yuh
You're gettin′ greedy
Yuh
I'm going back
Gonna be me
Yeah I′m going back gonna be me
Yeah I'm going back
Yeah I'm going back gonna be me
Yeah I′m going back
Yeah I′m going back gonna be me
Yeah I'm going back
Yeah I′m going back gonna be me
Yeah I'm going back
Who put in those chains?
Your act is not the same
Who′s banking on your gains?
While your heart is up in flames
You think you winnin' all of your games
You′ll do anything for that fame
Just to prove that you have a name
Too afraid to dip in that pain
Your life too beachy
I'm Gone
I'm Tired
I′m getting sleepy
Yuh
You′re gettin' greedy
Yuh
I′m going back
Gonna be me
It's getting murky
Gotta be honest
I didn′t come to pretend
Shit getting dirty
Gotta be honest
I think it's time to repent
Yabbin′ and yabbin'
Is packing the comments
I wonder who's setting the trend?
Braggin′ and braggin′
Your life is a product
I wonder who's paying your rent?
You wanna be playing all over like BB
Singin′ like Riri
Writing bout Kiki
Gather the forces and pray in your tipi
("hope they gon' see me, I′m playin' on TV")
You talkin′ shit but God's on cc
One day you'll wake up
You know how to reach me
I can′t be holding a seat for the greedy
I′m never so needy that this gon' eat me
Life is too deep
It′s bigger than 3D
Way too big to be fixed in adobe
Gotta dig, like for Djengis in gobi
What's the trick, put a stick in the SoMe
Ego in, and the shit gettin′ smokey
Pure sin and the soul gettin' lonely
For the win, gotta hop on the pony
Your life too beachy
I′m Gone
I'm Tired
I'm getting sleepy
Yuh
You′re gettin′ greedy
Yuh
I'm going back
Gonna be me
Yeah I′m going back gonna be me
Yeah I'm going back
Yeah I′m going back gonna be me
Yeah I'm going back
I might be tossed, double crossed
Got the talent, pay the cost
Wanna cut the weight down
Gotta put the bait down
Building walls, bigger walls
Just an object for the mob
I can tug a mans crown
Ain′t the luck you hand down
Fame is delirious all the way to the top
This shit is serious, can't be asleep on the Job
Sooner or later you'll wake up, connecting the dots
Look in the mirror, who′s calling the shots?
Your life too beachy
I′m Gone
I'm Tired
I′m getting sleepy
Yuh
You're gettin′ greedy
Yuh
I'm going back
Gonna be me
Yeah I′m going back gonna be me
Yeah I'm going back
Yeah I'm going back gonna be me
Yeah I′m going back
Yeah I′m going back gonna be me
Yeah I'm going back
Yeah I′m going back gonna be me
Yeah I'm going back
Writer(s): Glori, Ilma Haskovic Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
