Get up! Get up! It ain't hard to tell, I excel and prevail Young niggas raised in hell but taught well Made sales and managed to evade jail Blessed though the road to success wasn't paved well But here we are, breathing, fought demons Never get caught sleeping, rather get caught dreaming Now me and my niggas be flying across seas Laughing at the days we used to rack tall tees Now we rack shows out in London, wondering how they even heard of me Never did occur to me if I get to the top one day A lot of niggas gon' be sending shots some way Could it be the words that I chat them say? Or cause the bad hoes you never got come play? Monday through Sunday is on One day you're here, next day you're gone Wake up with the fear of living for another day Tell myself that's nothing that I can't take Your strength soothes the sickness I can't hide I try to be invisible to him Make no noise, tiptoe through everything Hell's fury feeds the fear inside It's like acid rain in a hurricane But here you come to bring me cover It's a crown of thorns leaving me torn But here you come to bring me cover I made choices that I cannot live with I regret choosing you over him I'm suffocating in this life Don't know if I can survive this weather And you turn up with your arms in umbrella I set the flare up tonight It's like acid rain in a hurricane But here you come to bring me cover It's a crown of thorns leaving me torn But here you come to bring me cover Hey, get up! My life could be a movie, dawg, let me write the script It'd be something you truly never read, like a crip Little nigga with clothes full of hoes, like a pimp Far from a flower, but I rose like a blimp Now who we gon' cast for the roles in this flick? Only bad hoes getting shows for the chicks Who gon' play the lead, though? Will Smith? Maybe Second thought, *** it, can't nobody ever play me Sunday is on One day you're here, next day you're gone Sunday is on One day you're here, next day you're gone Sunday is on One day you're here, next day you're gone One day you're here, next day you're gone And though the grey skies come I know I can run into your arms I know that you will come to save me from harm From harm Like acid rain in a hurricane But here you come to free me, cover It's a crown of thorns leaving me torn But here you come to free me, cover To free me, cover