Get your shit together, get your shit together
Get your shit together, yeah
Yup, two four seven (Ah), three six five (Ah)
I ain’t done living, I’ma need more time (Yuh)
My G’s don’t dance, but they stole my slide
I could make an exhibit like it’s Pimp My–
Without my own name like it’s Shah Jahan (Plane)
But this cash, man, they ain’t got these on (Mean)
If they sleepin’ on the kid, I tell ’em “Dream on” (What else?)
I came dressed for a brand new season (We’re close)
I get Prada for when I’m proud of me
Tell the demons, “Get off of me”
You’re like a giver’s honesty, all I could give is me
Plan A better work, I don’t ever Plan B
If live still a beach, she ain’t never sandy (Aha)
Wait, ah, switch it, ah
Had a couple products, gotta flip it
Fuck a chef, can a brotha get a witness? (Get a witness)
And a couple G Wagons for my— aha, ha, ha
Had to take a little second, let me breathe it in
Dodgin’ drama got me movin’ like I’m Little Kim (Yo)
Now I got more than a lot, I need the little things
We just heatin’ up, so why you simmerin’? (You better—)
Get your shit together, get your shit together
Get your shit together, together, ooh
Get your shit together, ’cause you don’t really have forever
Get your shit together (Ah)
Had to K-O-J from the “Hate Your Racks”
Make a yellow brick road, then the L-D-N
Now my story ring bells, even cited accidents
Just tryna stay afloat, but I sink off
Now they had a lot to say, now they can’t stay pimp
In the warzone, didn’t pack no STEN
I was bettin’ on me when my chance is slim
Carved my name in a stone and flint
Poured champagne and the glasses clink
It’s a hard-knock life when the walls cave in
The trains look gray, but I’m done slavin’
If they wanna write a cord, they gon’ have to pay him
Been here many moons, seen many faces
Seen many come and go, no, many changes
Had them take good notes down, down, pages
In the case somebody don’t sing praises
Get your shit together, get your shit together
Get your shit together, together, ooh
Get your shit together, ’cause you don’t really have forever
Get your shit together
Well, alright
I’m getting down in 3D, baby
We ain’t retired
And I need everybody
To get up
You spend your whole life waiting for the storm
You might never see the sun shine
Shake it up, ah
Who isn’t who you
Me, yeah
Hahaha, sorry
What’s— what’s up dude?
Especially when you was in school
Anytime I go for parents evening, I have to prepare myself for what the teachers will say about you
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