Lyrics Stay Woke - Rob Curly

Stay Woke

Who got the loud?
Who got that punch in the chest, hmm?
I’m knockin' it down.
We ain’t even had lunch, yet
We ain’t even, even.
She been scheming.
I been getting money, she been seekin'
semen
You a hoe for cheatin'.
I’m a G for leaving
Bless up, I’m Morgan Freeman
Checks up for my tracklist
Ima never stop and that’s in the cement
Hatin' hoes on my blacklist
Niggas weird and you wouldn’t believe it
Gotta keep a distance, never need permission
Nigga, risk it all.
Nigga, stay persistent
Never need a assistance, nigga fuck the system
This the new resistance, they gonna be physicians
We some 90's babies, do it so efficient
Labels wack, I’m into independent
Bandwagon my intuition
Lil cash never changed the vision
No revisions, no indecision.
It’s all precision like short division
Shorty do long leg division.
Shorty do think that she different
Hippy shit, she a flower child
Going hit for hit like we volatile
Hit the blunt like a left hook.
Inhaling like all the while
Quit these hoes like Facebook
Leave 'em lone and never come around
They always come around
Stay Woke
Roll up and smoke
Effective power to all of foes
Fuck all the clothes
We want the silver and gold, pack it to go
Grab all the loot, hit the road
Stay Woke
Roll up and smoke
Effective power to all of my foes
Fuck all the clothes
We want the silver and gold, pack it to go
Grab all the loot, hit the road
Stay Woke
Stay Woke
Roll up and smoke
Effective power to all of my foes
Stay woke, word to the drones
Stuck to the tube and the cellular phones
GMOS
Foes in the suits with they hands on the poll
Stay woke
You might get life for the crack, off for coke
Nigga I’m cold, get a coat
Fuck all these niggas, I put up a moat
Nigga I’m GOAT, niggas be doin the most
Get you some bread for the toast
Damn it I’m here with my woes, ducking and dodging the trolls
Changing my area code
Hoes in different zips codes
Man it’s so Ludacris how she get low
Man I think that I’m losing it, she gotta go
Gimme the go, niggas will settle for less, nigga I’m going for Gold
Shawty been drippin' in gold, she play her role
She act like got some sense in a sense, act like she still got some real
innocence
I cannot sense it, just light up and light up the incense
I got the inches, the riches, the wrenches
They good for the ratchets, not good for the bitches
They good for the mattress, no good for the misses
I know
Stay Woke
Roll up and smoke
Effective power to all of my foes
Fuck all the clothes
We want the silver and gold, pack it to go
Grab all the loot, hit the road
Stay Woke
Roll up and smoke
Effective power to all of foes
Fuck all the clothes
We want the silver and gold, pack it to go
Grab all the loot, hit the road
Stay Woke
Stay Woke
Roll up and smoke
Effective power to all of my foes