Wake Up Lyrics

I'm tired of this bullshit

I wanna press my feelings

And empty out a full clip

Make music turn to bullets

And bullets turn to ammo

I'll load it up and use it

I'm tired of people sleeping

I'm tired of keeping secrets

I'm tired of working the hardest

And ending in the deep end

I'm tired of stupid bitches

These fucking hoes be cheating

I'm tired of waking up

And fuck I'm tired of even breathing

I'm tired of being mis-leaded

I'm tired of feeling weaken

I'm tired of posting my feelings

When they don't give a fuck

About my achievements

I'm tired of always preaching

And nobody believing

But I know that Jesus Christ

Done had these feelings that I'm grieving

I'm tired of no one calling

My text I know you seen it

I'm tired of living honestly

I've really got no reason

I know these are the feelings

Marcus felt when he was bleeding

It haunts me every fucking night

And it just keeps repeating

I'm tired of always seizing

I'm tired of always freezing

I punch the wall and screaming

As the tension is relieving

I'm tired of being the person

That nobody wants to be with

As the barrel hits my temple

No one's stopping me from squeezing

I'm tired of this bullshit

I wanna press my feelings

And empty out a full clip

And empty out a full clip

Make music turn to bullets

And bullets turn to ammo

I'll load it up and use it

Fuck all of them excuses

I'm gonna wake them up

Quit sleeping on my music

Sleeping on my music

I've got the right to do this

You've got the right to hate me

But you've never witnessed through this

If I died today

Would you cry today

How many people would ride the wave

And honestly it's so hard to say

I know some family that would not covey

And I try to pray get down obey

And everyday seems nothing change

Going through pain and I'm stuck in rain

If I fall down would the hate hurray

Everyday the skies are gray

It's black and white like a filter ray

Bitches I want leaving me on K

Music plans just seem delayed

My chest got all this weight

Driving me like a Chevrolet

Demonstrate the me portrayed

Or the one you hear and go and take

You made it clear that I'm nothing here

I should disappear that I interfere

Pack my bags and take my gear

Hit the road like a pioneer

Got no friends and got no fam

I got no love and got no tears

Get no sleep I only work

Fucking treating me like a volunteer

And I'm tired of this bullshit

I wanna press my feelings

And empty out a full clip

And empty out a full clip

I'm tired of this bullshit

I wanna press my feelings

And empty out a full clip

And empty out a full clip

Make music turn to bullets

And bullets turn to ammo

I'll load it up and use it

I'll load it up and use it

I've got the right to do this

You've got the right to hate me

But you've never witnessed through this