I Get Up (Explicit) - J. Cole
Lyrics by：Jermaine Cole
Composed by：Jermaine Cole
Produced by：J. Cole
Ha yeah
Yeah uh yeah
Yeah
Carolina stand up
I'm good to go yo
Yeah
Fayettenam
Yeah
Ha-ha
Yeah
I woke up early in the morning hoes blowin' up my phone
Yeah
Ain't no use in small talkin' when they know I'm tryna bone **** 'em
I'll holla later man right now my mind's elsewhere
Yeah
My mom's healthcare get her out this hell here
A lot of **** fail frail **** won't prevail here
Nope
We seen it all man **** can't even spell scared
****
A Fresh Prince but yo my city ain't no Bel-Air
**** if you would sell I'm worried 'bout my welfares
So farewell to them broke days and bonjour to the most paid
Soon as my dough straight I throw the wifey in some Dolce
Dough straight
And put some chains on my **** like I own slaves
Ha
I get up look out the window hope the sun shining
Down on my **** out there front lining
Yeah
I hit the streets and see them boys out there lockin' up some older head
Said goddamn homie hold your head and hold your head
I get up I see the clouds from my window
I pray the sun gon' shine this way
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
And where I go as the wind blow
Mama your son gon' find his way
And if I gotta crawl I'ma make to the end though
Yeah yeah
And to the top if I climb my way
Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh
Tell 'em I'ma rise I'm on my
Headed for the sky I'm on my way
Yeah
Paint a picture to show the deaf what it's like to listen
Uh-huh
And speak the words and tell a blind man what he missin'
Damn
For all my **** doin' time man up in prison
Hold your head
Felt you had to resort to crime man **** 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
Hell nah
Politicians hollerin' 'bout problems but I ain't gon' vote
Keep talkin' 'bout change still we floatin' in the same old boat
****
So tell me how I'm supposed to feel when the President spoke
Never
When he ain't never had to struggle ain't never been broke
Never
Ain't even rolled through the ghetto ain't never been close
Never
Trustin' this government like trustin' the devil in oath
A rebel with quotes I get up
I get up
Lifestyles of the young Black and reckless
A generation of **** strapped and askin' questions
Like tell me why I ain't got ****?
Got ****
I let this liquor fill my liver with them toxics as I sip
Yeah
I get up I see the clouds from my window
I pray the sun gon' shine this way
I get up
And where I go as the wind blow
Mama your son gon' find his way
Woo
And if I gotta crawl I'ma make to the end though
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
And to the top if I climb my way
Hey and I'ma take it to the top
Tell 'em I'ma rise I'm on my
Headed for the sky I'm on my way
Yeah
To all my **** paper chasin' I pray for your patience
Please
Just keep the faith that you gon' make it one day you'll be cakin'
I promise ****
Takin' this **** one step at a time that real **** is stuck on my mind
But to that ******** I'm deaf and I'm blind
I'm deaf and I'm blind
Destined to shine I'ma find a way 'cause hey
Damn it them jobs out there ain't tryna pay I pray
Granted nine to five is how you survive
I ain't tryna survive I'm tryna throw my mama in rides
I'ma provide for my seed I'm the soil I'll teach him 'bout loyalty
I'll teach him that his skin Black like oil that's from royalty
I'll show him all the things that my pops was never showin' me
Treat him like a growin' tree with this poetry
I get up and show the sons how to lead not to follow
Nah
The present is our gift but our seed's got tomorrow
So please **** raise your kids
Please raise your seed
And help 'em overcome that ******* they daze us with I blaze this ****
I get up I see the clouds from my window
Yeah yeah yeah
I pray the sun gon' shine this way
Uh I get up
And where I go as the wind blow
Mama your son gon' find his way
Uh uh get up
And if I gotta crawl I'ma make to the end though
And to the top if I climb my way
And I'ma take it to the top ****
Tell 'em I'ma rise I'm on my
Headed for the sky I'm on my way
Take 'em to church **** ha-ha-ha
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah aye I'ma take 'em to the top rope
I get up I see the clouds from my window
Aye I'ma take 'em to the top rope
I pray the sun gon' shine this way
Aye I'ma take 'em to the top rope
And where I go as the wind blow
Aye I'ma take 'em to the top yo
Mama your son gon' find his way
Aye I'ma take 'em to the top rope
And if I gotta crawl I'ma make to the end though
And I'ma take 'em to the top rope
And to the top if I climb my way
Aye I'ma take 'em to the top rope
Tell 'em I'ma rise I'm on my
Headed for the sky I'm on my way
Get up
Alright **** that's all I got
