Wrong Side Of The Bed

[Intro]
Waking up on the wrong side of the bed sucks

It feels like no matter what I do I still lose
Music will move forward, who will kill who
Well I be the ender of the lies of the naysayers
Or the pretender, the liar, that made paper
Just wanna chill, haze in the air
Bad bitch with her legs on her hair
But is that being too human?
Is what I'm saying too stupid?
Why even bother tryna do music
It's like the happier I get
The faster I will drift
Into the most unhappiest of pits
Me not me? heh, That would be some shit
Imagine another Charles dressin tacky just for kicks
Or maybe I'm just ventin cuz it's somethin' to do
And I'm livin cuz i wanted to do
Something different with the drums and a loop
I call it mean
You call it whatever, end of the day it's all a dream

[Chorus]
I wake up feeling (Bad)
No reason, just feeling (Bad)
It's like the whole world treats me (Bad)
But then i snap out of it, they need me (Bad)
I'mma - Mother shut your mouth
You don't like me nigga, shut your mouth
Maybe I should've stayed asleep

[Verse 2]
Blame catholic school
They taught me to never accept that i've forever been blessed
Break half the rules I don't find a bible
My recital was simply for my survival
This nigga pray to saints
God said he's a jealous god, exodus
Is what he's saying fate?
If so let me out the class now
Back down to the principals office, I'm mad now
Mrs. Helmrige, sitting with her black gown
Chastising me, but i ain't back down
If bein' real wasn't a decision
Then why am I even fuckin' with religion?
Detention -
Sucks, but fuck it, I took it like a G
Besides, the eighth graders waited outside for me
Ass kicked by hatin' ass catholics
I'd rather be a baptist when I go off with all this rap shit

[Chorus]
I wake up feeling (Bad)
No reason, just feeling (Bad)
It's like the whole world treats me (Bad)
But then i snap out of it, they need me (Bad)
I'mma - Mother shut your mouth
You don't like me nigga, shut your mouth
Maybe I should've stayed asleep

[Verse 3]
Grew up pentecostal
Nigga I know, y'all couldn't live in my boats
Shoes, cuz I'm a size 11
Walk with me
Follow my mind to heaven
Baptized mad times had to get the sins off
They washed off but the inner doubt won't rinse off
Since then Charles found his own way
Which was in his own mind since he got the home plate
To Bat, That, Baseball reference was cracked
But back, to the matter at hand
Growin up fucked up makes me ask for a hand
From above, but i was made in her reflection
Maybe I was destined, what makes me wanna question
It, you, the doubter, free will is a bitch
Ultimately you have all the power

[Chorus]
I wake up feeling (Bad)
No reason, just feeling (Bad)
It's like the whole world treats me (Bad)
But then i snap out of it, they need me (Bad)
I'mma - Mother shut your mouth
You don't like me nigga, shut your mouth
Maybe I should've stayed asleep