Woke I was banging her hard through the bones, So hard dat bitch turned to stones. Cops took me in, My reputation was thrown, in what? a bin You remind me of shit, To the point that when I think about you I spit On the boardwalk rocking, Man’s just spraying then talking. I be stayin woke, Make them women choke, The rich be snorting coke, That’s why they call me pop woke. Man in the wheelchair be drifting, (Skrrt) Dumb asses can’t afford nothing they be thrifting. They told me read books, At the end they be the ones wearing cheap ass brooks. They wear these cheap ass brands, Nobody understands, We going into war, Between the rich and poor. How come every time is it I be chillin, All the cash running out like water spillin. I be driving in the car these days. (Damn) The boss never gave me no raise. I remember the days we hanged out, You was spitting on the streets with no doubt. I remember when you was poor, You was stayin up late bangin whores. Now you became rich, I be gonna treat you like a silicone ugly ass bitch. Yeah Yeah POP WOKE IN THE CLUB STAY WOKE WIGGAS