I Get Up Lyrics - The Warm Up - J. Cole

I woke up early in the morning 

Hoes blowin' up my phone 

Ain't no use to small talkin' when they know I'm tryna bone 

Fuck 'em 

I'll holla later, man 

Right now my mind elsewhere 

My Mom's healthcare get her out this hell here 

A lot of niggas fail 

Frail niggas won't prevail here 

We seen it all man, niggas can't even spell scared 

A Fresh Prince but yo my city ain't no Bel-Air 

Fuck if you would sell, I'm worried bout my welfare 

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

Soon as my dough straight 

I throw the wifey in some Dolce 

And put some chains on my niggas like I own slaves 

I get up 

Look out the window hope the sun shining 

Down on my niggas outhere front lining 

I hit the streets and see them boys out here locking up some older head 

So Goddamn homey, hold your head 

And hold your head 

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I get up 

I see the clouds from my window 

I pray the sun gon' shine this way 

And where I go as the wind blow 

Momma your son gonna find his way 

And if I gotta crawl I'mma make to the end though 

Up to the top if climb my way 

And tell 'em I'mma rise 

I'm on my 

Headed for the sky 

I'm on my way 

Photos 

Paint a picture to show the deaf what it's like to listen 

And speak the words and tell a blind man what he missin' 

For all my niggas doin' time man up in prison 

Felt you had to resort to crime, man fuck the system 

We raisin' babies up in Hades 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 

He talk about change 

Still we floatin' in the same ol' boat 

So tell me how I'm supposed to feel when the President spoke 

When he ain't never had to struggle 

Ain't never been broke 

Ain't even roll through the ghetto ain't neva been close 

Trustin' this government like trustin' the devil in oath 

For rebel with quotes, I get up 

Lifestyle of the young, black and reckless 

A generation of niggas strapped and askin' questions 

Like tell me why I ain't got shit 

I let this liquor fill my liver with them toxics 

As I sip 

I get up 

I see the clouds from my window 

I pray the sun gon' shine this way 

And where I go as the wind blow 

Momma your son gonna find his way 

And if I gotta crawl I'mma make to the end though 

Up to the top if climb my way 

And tell 'em I'mma rise 

I'm on my 

Headed for the sky 

I'm on my way 

Yeah, to all my niggas paper chasin' 

I pray for your paycheck 

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

Takin' this shit one step at a time 

That real shit is stuck in my mind 

But to that bullshit I'm deaf and I'm blind 

Destined to shine I'm a find a way 

Cause hey 

Dammit them jobs outthere ain't tryna pay 

I pray 

Granted nine to five is how you survive 

I ain't tryna survive, I'm tryna throw my Momma in rides 

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

I teach 'em bout' loyalty 

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

I show 'em all the things that my pops was neva showin' me 

Treat 'em like a growin' 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 tommorow 

So please niggas raise your kids 

And help em' overcome that bull shit they daze us with 

I blaze the shit 

I get up 

I see the clouds from my window 

I pray the sun gon' shine this way 

And where I go as the wind blow 

Momma your son gonna find his way 

And if I gotta crawl I'mma make to the end though 

Up to the top if climb my way 

And tell 'em I'mma rise 

I'm on my 

Headed for the sky 

I'm on my way