We're up (feat. Cameron R. Cooper)

Jus calm down and relax
I know I knew
I had to get up and get it
I couldn't wait til the morning
I don't have time to waste time
On things that doesn't involve me
Crossed all my exes wit Hoes
When I see they faces it haunt me
I rather talk to myself
Than hear about things that you bought me
I had to get up and get it
I couldn't wait til the morning
I don't have time to waste time
On things that doesn't involve me
Crossed all my exes with hoes
When I see they faces it haunt me
But I rather talk to myself than
Hear about things that you bought me

I had to get up and get it
Run up them digits
Show ma
I got my own pots
I can piss in
Used to trap out momma backdoor And kitchen
I watched them dollars I stacked turn to pennies
I heard the plug say one time how he made you
I watched some people I served turn ungrateful
That hurt my feelings
Nothing like she do
The way I get treated
I feel like a Hebrew
Niggas cross more lines than borders
I'll take a pint like sum water
Drink a fifth and I throw it up
Cop a k.d
Then I roll a wood
Make a fist
Then I hold it up
Love my people
So I pray em up
Remember days not having much
Except some leftovers
That weren't warm enough

I had to get up and get it
I couldn't wait til the morning
I don't have time to waste time With things that doesn't involve me
I crossed my exes with hoes
I see they faces it haunt me
I rather talk to myself
Than hear about things that you bought me
I had to get up and get it
I couldn't wait til the morning
I don't have time to waste time
On things that doesn't involve me
I crossed my exes with hoes
When I see they faces it haunt me
I rather talk to myself than
Hear about things that you bought me

It's still fuck an opinion
I know ima get it
Gone show my right hand
My left hand get to tripping
Retire at forty
Not thinking bout digits
But the numbers don't lie
And I know
I'm not tripping
Don't care bout these bitches
Don't care bout these niggas
I'm serving Im swerving
I know I'm gone kill em
I know you gone kill em
I know you can kill em
Im hanging with villains
Who take care their children
Guns they conceal em
Lay all these tracks
On my HP pavilion
I remember they tried to stunt on us nigga
Shame on them
How could you front on a nigga
Change on nigga
Run game on a nigga
Now only death can award me
I see the signs as a warning
I cannot sit here no more

So I had to get up and get it
I couldn't wait til the morning
I don't have time to waste time
On things that doesn't involve me
I crossed my exes with hoes
I see they faces it haunt me
I rather talk to myself
Than hear about things that you bought me