Rude Awakening II ft. Kadeen_Rashad & Kush Lyrics

Had to get Sho on my album, boy it's been a minute

This viral shit, niggas can't give my pen a ceiling

Soon as I got these glasses, I met the next dimension

It's like every time I look at words I see the definition

Recycled flows, street life, a bunch of repetition

Lies and stories. Niggas makeup artists, estheticians

Take a sec to listen, cause niggas ain't tell lies to get records spinnin

Peeps overseas behind these bars like extradition

Since a kid I analyzed cyphers like text encryption

They pass words. Straight laughter, they thought that cap was hittin?

My homies got Bachelors, graduated and moved sides like the tassel switchin

Ask Kadeen how ironic it is to have his masters, nigga

My brother told me I gotta make it with this rapping, nigga

Straight murder with these three at the scene

Chicago niggas. Know we keep it a bean, Mac

It's layers to me, could show you how to play or let you play it for me

I been hearin' people talkin' down but they won't say it to me

You pillow talk, she got around me and then she said it to me

I've been this game so long, shit, the players don't even look player to me

Let's keep it a bean, y'all ain't fuckin' with Theo. Y'all ain't fuckin' with me

Just know it's pressure whenever I speak or my name ain't Kadeen

I mean Melanese, the tendencies dark as Embiid

These hoes shallow as ever, they tryin' marketing me

My homies got marketing fees

And they tryna put them pistols wherever the markers be

Ain't listen to nothin' but Veeze

Shit got awkward, a street nigga with a college degree

Could teach you a thing or two, statistics or robbin for fees

As much as I love this game, I'm no longer rappin' for free

Please don't compare me to none of these niggas, they cap when they speak

Get on wax and talk a bunch of shit and they know that it's weak

Tough as ever, run into me, trust me, they reactions is meek

Still gettin' to the chicken, had to chase it like a farmer

Had the game in the choke, nigga, Eric Garner

Now I'm workin' on my zen

Like 15 years rappin, niggas still ain't fuckin' with my pen

And I plead the fin

And you could get your ass beat like it's self-defense

Aim that Tommy at his head, That's your common sense

Reunite you with lost ones, but at what expense

Ain't no static when I'm up like antennas, need my paper like printers

Niggas, bitches, Caitlyn Jenner

Life's a bitch and I'm a bend her

And she ain't had a nigga realer

Play her like she sweet and swear to God, she got bitter

But I'm not a quitter

At you and X you out, I ain't talkin' Twitter

Got the dog in em, I swear the crop of the litter

Matinee flow, it's the Sho they gon' remember

Flow December