Verse
Good morning
I'm gonna create my plans
I don't imagine, why do i lose my chance?
My hangova will surround me
Motherfucking spirits
They have found me
Listen to my verse when i destroy my pause
Because i am about to get drunk
I can't complain, i can't explain
My ability is dead, i don't forget my name
So stop screaming, my ears are sick
You must hear my rhymes that i wanna kick
You all hurt my soul, because i am weak
Im weak, im weak, im weak, im weak
And i don't stop
No gimmicks, this is my skill
If you like my wisdom, no philosophy
I'm ill
Everybody knows, my soul is so black
My skin is so white
Fendi A is sad

Chorus
Wake up
You gotta wakе up
Wake up
You gotta wake up
Wake up
You gotta wakе up
Wake up
You gotta wake up