Get Up - Kodak Black

Gotta get up, babe

I was on my ass, boy, I say, boy I gotta get up

and make me some money boy, that’s all I gotta give boy

For real, when you broke, you a joke

I was on my ass, said «fuck it, I gotta get up»

Remember I was down bad, funny how the kid up

Had to get my shit up, nigga run that shit up

Aye, pick it up, I’m out here tryna get it up, don’t hit me up

It’s the project baby, I been out here since the jitter bug

Swiper no swipin', just been runnin' round stealin' stuff

Bitch, you ain’t my daddy, fuck the teacher and the principal

A damn shame, I dropped outta school to be a criminal

I’m different from these niggas, ain’t nothin' like the typical

And nah, I ain’t start that shit, It’s just the principle

I ain’t got no image, I ain’t gotta keep no image up

But you can call me Kodak, she see and she wanna flick it up

I’m in the field, flyin' that D, I’m like the cimena

I’m in your girl, flyin' that D, I’m gettin' physical

Nigga think you fuckin' with me, I’m not feelin' em'

Any nigga run up on me, boy I’m sinnin' em'

I was on my ass, said «fuck it, I gotta get up»

Remember I was down bad, funny how the kid up

Had to get my shit up, nigga run that shit up

Aye, pick it up, I’m out here tryna get it up, don’t hit me up

Bitch, I’m on my grown man, I’m just here for 4 bands

Park the stolo at my neighbor house, they called the tow man

I won’t bend, ain’t foldin', I won’t back down from no man

Scopin' and pokin', they hit the cash for gold man

I was 14, when I met the cash for gold man

See me when you see me, lil buddy, stop the commotion

All that talk you doin' just givin' me free promotion

Nigga, if you ain’t gon' use it, then why you totin' it

Remember I was on my dick, now I let my nuts hang

Trappin' off my Que Sera, it’s the busta bus thing

Early in the mornin', she callin' me, tryna complain

I told her «ain't no love goin' on, it’s just a fuck thing»

I was on my ass, said «fuck it, I gotta get up»

Remember I was down bad, funny how the kid up

Had to get my shit up, nigga run that shit up

Aye, pick it up, I’m out here tryna get it up, don’t hit me up

For real bitch

Hell yeah

Wrist band

Haa

Get that shit up

Run that shit up

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