Git Up - Q.G., Lute

Woke up late this evening, yesterday, I got laid off

Really hope this rap shit pay off

'Cause now I got to get up, get out, cut that bullshit out

Man, I’m sick and tired of having to do without

See lately I been thinkin' bout

Hitting jugs with my cousin, at this vacant house

My conscious like chill, got a baby now

Only reason why a nigga tryna make it out

But you don’t hear me though, slowly fadin' out

Baby mama always askin' what I’m thinkin' 'bout

A picket fence that just so happens to come with a house

Is you with it though?

'Cause lately you been in and out

I spill my soul as the trumpets trump

I’m just tryna stack a dollar, fuck a Donald Trump

Guess if I stick to the music then maybe when our reaper come

Work a third shift to get my mama out the slums

So by the time I see the Sun, I never let the grind

Define who I become, and wealth is in the mind

In due time, I’m number one, on the Forbes list

Down a for in a Porsche, simple minds can’t afford this

So why you flexin' on the 'Gram?

I know a couple niggas who started with a gram

Now they flipping kilos selfies in the sand

Dubai, some things money just can’t buy

Suit and tie never fit me, then it hit me

Bless these instrumentals, Heaven sent me

Your soul empty, I feel the void

And time is of the essence, so I move on my own accord

Sometimes, you gotta get up off that high horse

Sometimes, you gotta put in those extra hours

'Cause lately I been thinking 'bout my struggles

So nigga just get off your ass and hustle

Gotta get up, get out, get something

Gotta get up, get out, get something

Gotta get up, get out, get something

Baby gotta get up, get out, get something

Sometimes, you gotta get up off that high horse

Sometimes, you gotta put in those extra hours

Cause lately I been thinking 'bout my struggles

So nigga just get off your ass and hustle

Gotta get up, get out, get something

Gotta get up, get out, get something

Gotta get up, get out, get something

Baby gotta get up, get out, get something

Birds of a feather flock together for a reason

(Get yo' ass out and get somethin')

And see lately, I been patient but I can’t keep waiting eons

(Get yo' ass out and get somethin')

So when the world ain’t tryna give you nothing

You know you gotta get up, get out, get something (keep tryin')

(Get yo' ass out and get somethin')

And see mind over matter, what they think 'bout you don’t matter

Keep trying, keep trying (keep trying, keep trying)

(Get yo' ass out and get somethin')

Sometimes, you gotta get up off that high horse

Sometimes, you gotta put in those extra hours

'Cause lately I been thinking 'bout my struggles

So nigga just get off your ass and hustle

Gotta get up, get out, get something

Gotta get up, get out, get something

Gotta get up, get out, get something

Baby gotta get up, get out, get something

Sometimes, you gotta get up off that high horse

Sometimes, you gotta put in those extra hours

'Cause lately I been thinking bout my struggles

So nigga just get off your ass and hustle

Gotta get up, get out, get something

Gotta get up, get out, get something

Gotta get up, get out, get something

Baby gotta get up, get out, get something