Head Up Lyrics - Singles - Jocko Sims

Violent aint what im trying to be 

But this violence follows me 

Never had money for a P.H.D 

Now I get money when i make these beats 

Give to my hood, Renovate these streets 

Speak from my heart motivate my peeps 

Everyday i struggle trying to find some peace 

Never had shit, Never be shit 

But i keep my head up 

Nigga gotta get that cheese 

Livin a dream 

Its alright 

But it aint all good, We misunderstood 

So bound to repeat the same ol things 

Same ol ghetto 20" rims on on the whip, gold chains, and a Diamond Ring 

Smoking that shit, selling crack cocaine 

Tatoo's of the dead homies 

Mostly poor broke and lonley 

Never made it past the age of 18 

Thats why brothers like me get locked up, Man just live shackled, In handcuffs pants saggin 

Packed up in the back of the wagon, Dawg get off me, Your killin me softly, Brush it off me, Speak like I know 

But I gotta go 

5-0, wanna freeze my pay roll (oh) 

Its unlikely that i do the right thing like Spike, Nigga's too caught up 

Look at all us, Want to ball up 

to the club, in the mall up, till we fall up 

Im lost trying to find my way back home 

Ive been gone for way too long, 

I was a king, now im back claim my throne 

my black pain and my black family that I was taken from 

-Verse 2- 

Always dreamin, Tired of scheming, Theres no hope for me 

I'm born to struggle, Thats the only way I see 

I just wanna do right 

The Lord gave me this life 

Everyday is a fight 

But I still keep my head high 

-Chorus- 

Head up 

Nigga gotta get that cheese 

Livin a dream 

Its alright 

But it aint all good, We misunderstood 

So bound to repeat the same ol things 

Same ol ghetto 20" rims on on the whip, gold chains, and a Diamond Ring 

Smoking that shit, selling crack cocaine 

Tatoo's of the dead homies man 

(Uh) 

No time to think, Take a deep breath dont forget to speak 

Pray to the Lord my life to keep, Been through a lot of trouble way too deep 

Down in my soul but I gotta flow speak 

what I know always be quick, Never too slow 

Trying to tell niggas how to run the show, How to do well, How to blow up 

Nigga grow up, Throw your hands up, If you feel me 

Po-pos out still trying to kill me 

The real me's, just still wondering why I have to try 

At God I cry 

Doing the very best I can, 

I'm the man, Nigga yes I am Nigga 

That I am, Nigga gotta be proud 

gotta be loud, Never be quiet 

(But)Violent aint what im trying to be 

But this violence follows me 

Never had money for a P.H.D 

Now I get money when i make these beats 

Give to my hood, Renovate these streets 

Speak from my heart motivate my peeps 

Everyday i struggle trying to find some peace 

Never had shit, Never be shit 

But i keep my head up 

Nigga gotta get that cheese 

Livin a dream 

Its alright 

But it aint all good, We misunderstood 

So bound to repeat the same ol things 

Same ol ghetto 20" rims on on the whip, gold chains, and a Diamond Ring 

Smoking that shit, selling crack cocaine 

Tatoo's of the dead homies 

Chorus 

(Yeahhhhh) 

(Ooohhh) 

(Yeah, Yeah) 

(Oh,Keep your head up, Oh,Keep your head up) 

(Oh) 

(Keep your head up) 

(Oh) 

(Keep your head up) 

(Yeah) 

(Ooo) 

(Yeah) 

(Yeeeahhh)