Wide Awake

In the city that never sleeps, I'm wide awake Hustle through the night, no time for a break I've got dreams to chase, no time to fake Every rhyme I spit is fire, for goodness sake I came from the bottom, now I'm risin' high Every obstacle I face, I'm gonna defy I'm the voice of the streets, the reason why I spit the truth in my rhymes, can't deny Yeah I'm on the grind, it's a relentless race In this concrete jungle, I found my place With every verse I drop, I leave a trace I'm the future of this game, a lyrical ace I wear my scars like a badge of honor I do this for my dad, RIP to my father I'm not the king of of the game, not no lyrical scholar But I write endlessly like a book author In the rap game, I'm a relentless soldier My words are sharp, cutting through like a boulder I spit the truth, I'm a lyrical beholder With every verse I drop, I only get bolder I make all the beats, including this one In the studio I craft the beats with precision Every note and rhythm, my musical vision From the bass to the treble, the sounds I envision From the struggle and the hustle I rise to the top No need for flashy chains or jewels just rhymes that never stop With a mic in my hand, I'll never let it drop In this lyrical battleground, I'm the cream of the crop I cut off the ones I don't fucking need now Because I don't need the one person to bring me down In my best moments, I don't need a frown So now I can just enjoy making these fucking sounds I spit fire, my words are weapons In this game I'm the one they're second guessin' I'm quickly risin', ain't no denying Fuck the hate comments, I'm never complyin' You can talk shit on my music all you want to But if I do blow up, don't say "oh yeah I knew you" Cause I can guarantee you've never talked to me So why don't you mind your own damn business please