Saturday Night

Is this real?

This is all unknown

Makes me feel

Is this real?

Going down and back and forth

And all these ways it makes me numb now

I can't feel

Is this real?

Here I am in the club again, yeah

Caged like Wrestle Mania

Girls want a rapper, ain't he one?

Dudes want a macadamia

Never had love for none of the drugs

But I wonder, can the fame be one

I don't know none of these people

But order some drinks, let's numb the pain with them

And I probably look content, I mean I made a couple hits

I know celebs and all

And what I wear could pay the rent, but on the inside I'm sick

I know I'm bound to fall

I'm chasin' the world and its pleasures

Careful about what you treasure

Can you put 24's on a Tesla?

I wonder the best ways to measure

Measures of success

They hate you and admire you too (They do)

Know I just want the best for you (Best)

Not offended, want the best for you

I know you thought you were alive

But you was dreaming all this time, yeah

I said I know you thought you were alive

But you was dreaming all this time, yeah

Wake up, wake up, wake up

Wake up, wake up, wake up

Made up, made up, made up

Wake up, wake up, wake up

Wake up, wake up, wake up

Made up, made up, made up

Is this real?

This is all unknown

Makes me feel

Is this real?

'Crae, wake up, wake up

Get your church clothes and let's go