I Get Up

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

I ain't used to small talking when they know I'm tryna bone

Fuck 'em, I'll holla later, man, right now, my mind's elsewhere

My mom's healthcare, get her out this hell here

A lot of niggas fail, frail niggas won't prevail here

We seen it all man, niggas can't even spell scared

A Fresh Prince, but yo my city ain't no Bel-Air

Fuck if you would sell, I'm worry 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

And put some chains on my niggas like I own slaves

I get up, look out the window, hope the sun shining

Down on my niggas out there front lining

So 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

And where I go as the wind blow

Momma, your son gon' find his way

And if I gotta crawl, I'ma make to the end though

And to the top if I climb my way

And tell 'em I'ma rise, I'm on my—headed for the sky

I'm on my way

Paint a picture to show the deaf what it's like to listen

And speak the words and tell a blind man what he missin'

For all my niggas doin' time man up in prison

Felt you had to resort to crime, man fuck the system

We raisin' babies up in Hades where there 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 about change, still we floatin' in the same ol' boat

So tell me how I'm supposed to feel when the President spoke

When he ain't never had to struggle, ain't never been broke

Ain't even roll through the ghetto ain't neva been close

Trustin' this government's like trustin' the devil in oath

For rebel with quotes, I get up

Lifestyle of the young, black and reckless

A generation of niggas strapped and askin' questions like

"Tell me why I ain't got shit?"

I let this liquor fill my liver with them toxics 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, your son gon' find his way

And if I gotta crawl, I'ma make to the end though

And to the top if I climb my way

And tell 'em I'ma rise, I'm on my—headed for the sky

I'm on my way

Yeah, to all my niggas paper chasin', I pray for your patience

Just keep the faith that you gon' make it one day you'll be cakin'

Takin this shit one step at a time, that real shit is stuck on my mind

But to that bullshit 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 Momma in rides

I'mma provide for my seed I'm the soil

I'll teach 'em bout' loyalty

I'll teach 'em that his skin black like oil that's for royalty

I'll show 'em all the things that my pops was never 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 seed's got tomorrow

So please niggas raise your kids

And help em' overcome that bull shit they daze us with

I blaze the shit

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, your son gon' find his way

And if I gotta crawl, I'ma make to the end though

And to the top if I climb my way

And tell 'em I'ma rise, I'm on my—headed for the sky

I'm on my way

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, your son gon' find his way

And if I gotta crawl, I'ma make to the end though

And to the top if I climb my way

And tell 'em I'ma rise, I'm on my—headed for the sky

I'm on my way