Get Right (feat. Mike Fresh) - B.o.B

Man, I’m 'bout to get right

Man, I’m 'bout to get right

Trip, trip, dead light

Everybody, get right

I’m 'bout to get right

Yeah, J, I’m 'bout to get right

Yeah I’m 'bout to twist off, I’m 'bout to lift off, I’m 'bout to take flight

Flyin' with the brakes off so don’t blow my buzz and don’t kill my vibe

And you ask me is this the way I feel or is it still just a high

(is it still just a high)

There goes my imagination again

There goes my thoughts, away with the wind

There’s no medication amazing as this

Your favorite fragrance, your favorite spliff

As real as they come, for niggas like us

Where days where the fakers get fake as they get

We take us a hit

We just be coolin', you lookin' anxious as shit

I know they see me, doin' my thang

I go too many places to trip

This shit I’m on, this shit so strong

You could take 20 vacations per hit

Man, ain’t nobody as faded as this

Man, ain’t no life as outrageous as this

And I would pull out my resume

But it’s too many pages to flip

Everybody’s got that vice

Everybody need what they need to get right

I won’t judge you, so don’t judge me

When you see me cranberry moonwalkin' my Sprite, all right

Fuckin' with Fresco, you smokin' the best dope

You been workin' all day, it’s time to let go

So what, we high?

So what, we drunk?

And if we run out, it’s nothin' to get more

Livin' my life one day at a time

Tryna get right one play at a time

You never can predict what I’m gonna do next, No Genre

I ain’t finna stay off in a line

If I had it my way, I’d ball everyday

Hit the mall everyday

Go through 100K, and put it all in the safe

What the hell are celebrations for?

Drinkin' moonshine out a mason jar

Patron margaritas, pretty señoritas

Bringing me everything I need like, «Si Señor»

You could pull up to the kick back

But you better have a six pack or somethin'

You don’t wanna be the one empty handed

When everybody ask, «Where the liq at?»

Get right