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Artist/Band: J. Cole
Lyrics for Song: I Get Up
Lyrics for Album: The Warm Up



[Verse 1]

Ha-yea

Carolina stand Up!! (humming)

I'm good to go yo, yea

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

Ain't no use for small talking when they know I'm tryna bone, f*ck em

I holla later man right now my mind's elsewhere

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

A lot of n*ggas fail, frail n*gga wont prevail here

We seen it all men n*ggas cant even spell "scared"

A fresh prince but yo my city ain't no Bel-Air

F*ck if you excel I'm worried bout' my welfare

So farewell to them broke days and bonjour to the most paid

So as my doe strait I throw the wifey in some Dolce

And put some chains on my n*ggas like I own slaves

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

down on the n*ggas out there frontlin'n

I hit the street and seem them boys out there locking up some older heads

Said "God damn homie hold your head" and hold your head



[Chorus]

I get up, I see the clouds from my window,

I pray the sun don't shine this way

And where I go is the wind blow, momma your son gon' find his way

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

Until the top if I climb my way, and tell em' I'ma rise

I'm on my headin for the sky - I'm on my way



[Verse 2]

Yea paint a picture and show the deaf what its like to listen

And speak the words and tell the blind man what he missing

For all my n*ggas doing time man up in prison

Thought you had to resort to crime man f*ck the system!

We raising babies up in Haiti 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

Keep talking bout' change til we floating in the same old boat

So tell me how I'm supposed to feel what the president spoke-never-

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

Ain't even rode through the ghetto ain't never been close-never-

Trusting this government like trusting the devil in oath

A rebel with quotes- I Get Up!-

Lifestyles of the young, black and reckless

A generation of n*ggas strapped and asking questions

Like, "Tell me why I ain't got sh*t"

I let this liquors fill my liver with them toxics (as I sip)



[Chorus]

I get up, I see the clouds from my window,

I pray the sun don't shine this way

And where I go is the wind blow, momma your son gon' find his way

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

Until the top if I climb my way, and tell em' I'ma rise

I'm on my headin for the sky - I'm on my way



[Verse 3]

Yea to all my n*ggas paper chasing I pray for your patience-please-

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

Taking this sh*t one step at a time

That real sh*t is stuck in my mind

But to that bullsh*t, I'm deaf and I'm blind

Destined to shine, I'ma find a way

Cuz hey, dammit these jobs out here ain't tryna pay, I pray

Granted, 9 to5 is how you survive I ain't tryna survive

I'm tryna throw my momma in rides

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

I'll teach em' bout loyalty

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

I'll show him all the things that my pops was never showing me

Treat him like a growing tree

With this poetry I get up!

And show the sons how to lead not to follow

The present is our gift but our seeds got tomorrow

So please n*ggas raise your kids

And hope them overcome that bullsh*t they dazed us with

I blaze this sh*t and-



[Chorus]

I get up, I see the clouds from my window,

I pray the sun don't shine this way (I get up)

And where I go is the wind blow,

momma your son gon' find his way (I get up)

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

Until the top if I climb my way, and tell em' I'ma rise

I'm on my headin for the sky - I'm on my way



[Talking]

Take em' to church n*gga (laughs)

Uh-uh-uh (bunch of Uh's)

Yea I'ma take em to the top!



[Chorus]

I get up, I see the clouds from my window,

I pray the sun don't shine this way (and I'ma take em to the top!)

And where I go is the wind blow, momma your son gon' find his way

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

Until the top if I climb my way, and tell em' I'ma rise

I'm on my headin for the sky - I'm on my way


Album Lyrics: The Warm Up


J. Cole
"The Warm Up"


1. Welcome
2. Can I Live
3. I Get Up
4. World Is Empty
5. Dreams
6. Dollar And A Dream II
7. Royal Flush
8. Water Break (Interlude)
9. Heartache
10. Get Away
11. Knock Knock
12. Ladies
13. Til' Infinity
14. Hold It Down
15. Last Call
16. Losing My Balance