I Get up - J. Cole
Ha! Yeah!
Yeah! (Yeah!)
Yeah! (Carolina stand up)
One two one two
I'm good to go ya'll
Yeah! (Fayettenam)
Yeah! (Haha)
I woke up early in the mornin' hoes blowin up my phone
Ain't use to small talkin' when they know I'm Tryna bone, f_ck em'
I'll holla later man, right now my mind else where
My moms health care, get her out this hell here
A lot of n_ggas fail, but frail n_ggas won't prevail here
We seen it all man n_ggas can't even spell scared
A fresh prince but yo my city ain't no Bel-Air
F_ck if you would sell, I'm worried bout my welfare
So farewell to them broke days and bonjour to the most paid
Soon as my dough straight, I throw the wifey in some dolce
And put some chains on my n_ggas like own slaves, I get up!
Look out the window hope the sun shining down on a n_gga outhere front lining
I hit the streets and see them boys out here locking up some older head
So god damn homey hold ya head (And hold ya head)
I get up!
I see the clouds from my window
I pray the sun gon' shine this way
And where I go as the wind blow
Momma ya son gon' find his way
And if I gotta crawl I'm a make to the end though
Up to the top if climb my way
And tell em' I'm a rise I'm on my...
Headed for the sky I'm on my way
Yeah!
Paint a picture and show the deaf what it's like to listen
And speak the words and tell a blind man what he missin'
For all my n_ggas doin' time man up in prison
Thought you had to resort to crime man f_ck the system
We raisin' babies up in hades where it ain't' no hope
Ain't no fathers don't take no scholarship to slang no dope
Politicians hollerin' bout' problems but I ain't gon' vote
He talk bout change still we floatin' in the same ol' boat
So tell me how I'm suppose to feel when the president spoke
When he ain't neva had to struggle ain't neva been broke
Ain't even roll through the ghetto ain't neva been close
Trustin' this government like trustin' the devil in oath
A rebel with quotes, I get up!
Life style of the young black and reckless
A generation of n_ggas strapped and askin' questions
Like tell me why ain't got sh_t
I let this liquor fill my liver with them toxic, as I sip
I get up!
I see the clouds from my window
I pray the sun gon' shine this way
And where I go as the wind blow
Momma ya son gon' find his way
And if I gotta crawl I'm a make to the end though
Up to the top if climb my way
And tell em' I'm a rise I'm on my...
Headed for the sky I'm on my way
Yeah
To all my n_ggas paper chasin', I pray for your patience
Just keep the faith that you gon' make it one day you'll be cakin'
Takin' this sh_t one step at a time, that real sh_t is stuck in my mind
But to that bullsh_t I'm deaf and I'm blind
Destined to shine I'm a find a way
Cause hey, dammit them jobs out there ain't tryna pay
I pray, granted 9 to 5 is how you survive
I ain't tryna survive, I'm tryna throw my momma in rides
I'm a provide for my seed I'm the soil
I teach em' bout' loyalty
I teach em' that his skin black like oil that's for royalty
I show em' all the things that my pops was neva showin' me
Treat em' like a growin' tree with this poetry, I get up!
And show the sons how to lead not to follow
The present is our gift but our seeds got tommorow
So please n_ggas raise your kids
And help em' overcome that bullsh_t they daze us with
I blaze the sh_t
I get up!
I see the clouds from my window
I pray the sun gon' shine this way
And where I go as the wind blow
Momma ya son gon' find his way
And if I gotta crawl I'm a make to the end though
Up to the top if climb my way
And tell em' I'm a rise I'm on my...
Headed for the sky I'm on my way
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