Lyrics to Wide Awake
Yeah, yeah (Ayy, Scheme, you killed it)
I'm wide awake in a sleeping state
Still taking that leap of faith
If you baked the cake then gon' eat the cake
That .44 Dog will eat your face
I'm wide awake in a sleeping state
Still taking that leap of faith
If you baked the cake then gon' eat the cake
That .44 Dog will eat your face
Break a brick down, make some shit
Took your plate and I ate your shit
That triple three on my angel shit
But a nigga still armed and dangerous
Fuck out my way, bitch, pavin' it
Trap out the spot, put the Js in it
We turn a pig to some bacon bits
If it jump out the pot, ain't no shakin' it
Coast to coast with the dope
Hit the road, Gucci coat, Al Capone
Bring this shit to your door
Extended clip hold thirty-two like Carl Malone
Whip the work counter-clock, we got Glocks
We got blicks, plenty sticks
Baking soda, yola rock
The yoppa Orville Redenbach pop a bitch
I was fuckin' on his daughter, sorry momma
She was in that Florida water
I don't know what's wrong with him
I think a young nigga got a trap disorder
Chevy sittin' on twenty-eights
Heavyweight, I whip it through the Everglades
Know some niggas really crippin'
Know some niggas really bangin' renegade
I can take you on a mission, I can show you how to be forever paid
And if life give me lemons, pour me some Wock' inside the fuckin' lemonade
I'm wide awake in a sleeping state
Still taking that leap of faith
If you baked the cake then gon' eat the cake
That .44 Dog will eat your face
I'm wide awake in a sleeping state
Still taking that leap of faith
If you baked the cake then gon' eat the cake
That .44 Dog will eat your face
I'm wide awake in a sleeping state
Still taking that leap of faith
If you baked the cake then gon' eat the cake
That .44 Dog will eat your face
I'm wide awake in a sleeping state
Still taking that leap of faith
If you baked the cake then gon' eat the cake
That .44 Dog will eat your face
Break a brick down, make some shit
Took your plate and I ate your shit
That triple three on my angel shit
But a nigga still armed and dangerous
Fuck out my way, bitch, pavin' it
Trap out the spot, put the Js in it
We turn a pig to some bacon bits
If it jump out the pot, ain't no shakin' it
Coast to coast with the dope
Hit the road, Gucci coat, Al Capone
Bring this shit to your door
Extended clip hold thirty-two like Carl Malone
Whip the work counter-clock, we got Glocks
We got blicks, plenty sticks
Baking soda, yola rock
The yoppa Orville Redenbach pop a bitch
I was fuckin' on his daughter, sorry momma
She was in that Florida water
I don't know what's wrong with him
I think a young nigga got a trap disorder
Chevy sittin' on twenty-eights
Heavyweight, I whip it through the Everglades
Know some niggas really crippin'
Know some niggas really bangin' renegade
I can take you on a mission, I can show you how to be forever paid
And if life give me lemons, pour me some Wock' inside the fuckin' lemonade
I'm wide awake in a sleeping state
Still taking that leap of faith
If you baked the cake then gon' eat the cake
That .44 Dog will eat your face
I'm wide awake in a sleeping state
Still taking that leap of faith
If you baked the cake then gon' eat the cake
That .44 Dog will eat your face
