Ha-yea

Carolina stand Up!! (humming)

Im good to go yo, yea

I woke up early in the morning hoes blowing up my phone

Aint no use for small talking when they know Im trynna bone, fuck em’

I holla “lata;” man right now my minds else where

My moms healthcare, get her out this hell here

A lot of niggas fail, frail nigga wont prevail here

We seen it all men niggas cant even spell “scared”

A fresh prince  but yo my city aint no Bel-Air

Fuck if you excel Im worried bout’ my welfare

So farewell  to them broke days and bonjour to the most paid

So as my doe strait I throw the wifey in some Dolce

And put some chains on my niggas like I own slaves

I get up, look out the window hope the sun shining down on the niggas out there frontlin’n

I hit the street and seem them boys out there locking up some older heads

said “God damn homie hold your head” and hold your head

Chorus

I get up, I see the clouds from my window, I pray the sun don’t shine this way

And where I go is the wind blow, momma your son gon’ find his way

And if I gotta crawl Imma make it to the end though

Until the top if I climb my way, and tell em’ imma rise

I’m on my –headin for the sky-im on my way

Verse Two

Yea paint a picture and show the deaf what its like to listen

And speak the words and tell the blind man what he missing

For all my niggas doing time man up in prison

Thought you had to resort to crime men fuck the system!

We raising babies up in Haiti where there aint no hope

Aint no fathers don’t take no scholarship to slang no dope

Politicians hollern’ bout problems but I aint gon’ vote

Keep talking bout’ change til we floating in the same old boat

So tell me how Im supposed to feel what the president spoke-never-

We he aint never had to struggle aint never been broke-never-

Aint even road through the ghetto aint never been close-never-

Trusting this government like trusting the devil in oath

A rebel with quotes- I Get Up!-

Lifestyles of the young black and wreckless

A generation of niggas strapped and asking questions

Like, “Tell me why I aint got shit”

I let these liquors fill my livers with them toxic (as I sip)

Chorus

I get up, I see the clouds from my window, I pray the sun don’t shine this way

And where I go is the wind blow, momma your son gon’ find his way

And if I gotta crawl Imma make it to the end though

Until the top if I climb my way, and tell em’ imma rise

I’m on my –headin for the sky-im on my way

Verse Three

Yea to all my niggas paper chasing I pray for your patience-please-

Just keep the faith that you gon’ make it one day you’ll be cake’n

Taking this shit one step at a time

That real shit is stuck in my mind

But to that bullshit, I’m deaf and I’m blind

Destined to shine, Imma find a way

Cuz hey, damnit these jobs out here aint trynna pay, I pray

Granted, 9 to5 is how you survive I aint trynna survive

Im trynna throw my momma in rides

Imma provide for me seed Im the soil

Ill teach em’ bout loyalty

Ill teach him that his skin black like oil that’s for royalty

Ill show him all the things that my pops was never showing me

Treat him like a growing 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 tomorrow

So please niggas raise your kids

And hope them overcome that bullshit they dazed us with

I blaze this shit and-

Chorus

I get up, I see the clouds from my window, I pray the sun don’t shine this way (I get up)

And where I go is the wind blow, momma your son gon’ find his way (I get up)

And if I gotta crawl Imma make it to the end though

Until the top if I climb my way, and tell em’ imma rise

I’m on my –headin for the sky-im on my way

Talking

Take em’ to church nigga  (laughs)

Uh-uh-uh (bunch of Uh’s)

Yea imma take em to the top!

Chorus

I get up, I see the clouds from my window, I pray the sun don’t shine this way (and Imma take em to the top!)

And where I go is the wind blow, momma your son gon’ find his way

And if I gotta crawl Imma make it to the end though

Until the top if I climb my way, and tell em’ imma rise

I’m on my –headin for the sky-im on my way