Pick UR Self Up

[Intro] You have one new message Aw for fuck's sake, please answer the phone I'm begging, I'm waiting for you I can't take this no more We don't go out And when we arrange to go out you don't fucking meet me We don't have no money I'm getting so angry with you Get up, get a fucking life, get a fucking career You're not even motivated Get up off your fucking arse and do something [Chorus: Wiley] Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up Make yourself move, life is moving faster now Watch the way you move Watch the way your paper level goes up Then down, then up, then down Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up Make yourself move, life is moving faster now Watch the way you move Watch the way your paper level goes up Then down, then up, then down [Verse 1: Wiley] Get some drive in your body Don't feel sorry for yourself, just move your body And set your goals and then score Set the pace and don't stop, keep going, get warm Get up and move forward Go forward, backwards ain't no good Lazy cause your body ain't got no fuel it's no good Where's your drive, where's your will to stay alive Where's your will to survive and to be Someone, somewhere Doing something Think, you gotta be doing something You can't do nothing and think you're getting something Whatever it's gotta be, just do it or somebody else will do it Done the long ting, go and do it [Chorus: Wiley] Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up Make yourself move, life is moving faster now Watch the way you move Watch the way your paper level goes up Then down, then up, then down Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up Make yourself move, life is moving faster now Watch the way you move Watch the way your paper level goes up Then down, then up, then down [Verse 2: J2K] Okay Yeah I gotta do somethin' Can't sit here all day just doing nothin' Nah that ain't the life for me, I gotta do somethin' Double tings right for me I gotta take aim, shoot for the stars And, put on my blinkers One track mind forward thinking Can't be sidetracked with linking there's work to do Still I got a little something to prove I gotta do a little something to certify that Bend and break my back to earn packs and checks yo I'm here so I gotta be next And now you're [?] up your face like your vexed What you vexed for? It's not like I'm cheating I'm in the studio blud I'm working, laying the tracks And now you're mad 'cus I'm picking the facts The truth is you get nothing out if you put nothing in [Chorus: Wiley] Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up Make yourself move, life is moving faster now Watch the way you move Watch the way your paper level goes up Then down, then up, then down Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up Make yourself move, life is moving faster now Watch the way you move Watch the way your paper level goes up Then down, then up, then down [Verse 3: Breaze] I ain't broke right now but (now) Life is far from sweet (sweet) While you play fair I cheat (cheat) Look I gotta make ends meet, yo (meet) Skip, skipping on the beat (skipping on the, beat) And I gotta little hustle on street (on street) And sold the whole food must eat (eat, yo yo) Gotta stand on your own two feet (woo) Cash rules everything around me, cream (around me, cream) I'm out to get cash money for my team (team) Stuck in the hustle from around 16 (16) Make dirty money but wanna come clean (clean) Money comes in, money goes 'round ('round) Money goes up (up), money goes down (down) I love money, dollars or pounds (pounds) Gotta make money buy any round (ching) [Chorus: Wiley] Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up Make yourself move, life is moving faster now Watch the way you move Watch the way your paper level goes up Then down, then up, then down Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up Make yourself move, life is moving faster now Watch the way you move Watch the way your paper level goes up Then down, then up, then down [Verse 3: Riko Dan] Remember the days you used to come through on a 5 pound short and that was you (5 pound short) Remember the days when you used to [?] and slew through goods No boxes, no bums All you see is downward thumbs No boxes, no bums All you see is downward thumbs It's all about whipping up funds [?] chicks on, pull out the guns Take my yout and my mum out of the slumbs You test me you get beat like drums Gimmie gimmie never get Don't you know your manna check You won't get shit if you don't pull nothing in Just don't get it (what what) [Chorus: Wiley] Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up Make yourself move, life is moving faster now Watch the way you move Watch the way your paper level goes up Then down, then up, then down