Get On Your Shit

[Intro]

(Sound without focus is just noise)

Yeah this nigga came to me the other day

Like "Yo' Jay Rock man

How can I get it like you man

What I need to do man to get to the top"

I said "Man just keep goin' hard, my nigga

Don't give up on your dream, dog

Just keep strivin' man

Just be a man

Do what you do"

[Verse 1]

I was raised in the projects

Amongst the rats and the roaches

Gutter conditions

We serve and we protect, our fortress

Stay strapped dog if beef approaches

Posted with some war vets

Sippin' Hennessy straight

Soaking up game rollin weed

Strike a flame

Taking off like a plane

On any nigga disrespecting me and my gang

Say it simple and plain

Niggas know I'm heavy on a track like a train

In my way, meet your doom

Platinum blast coming soon

Used to sit up in my room and write for hours

My story, hit the store

Rip rock from powder

On the hunt for dead presidents

No mask on

Just a digital scale

Two Glocks and trap songs

Its amazing now

Gettin paid off my rap tunes

Gotta have faith my nigga

Dreams come true

[Hook]

Get it while the gettin' is good

Better get it while you can

One shot don't get no second chance

If you feel this shit dog lemme see your hands

Stay on your road nigga, stick to your plans

Only real niggas understand

Fuck a handout be a man

Stop complaining

Get on your shit, nigga

Get on your shit

[Verse 2]

Up early in the mornin' gotta make moves

Gotta get dollars

Yeah my daughter she need shoes

Mo money, mo problems what I'm facin'

But I ain't really worry

I'm thanking God that I made it

And if the drama come let it come I ain't runnin'

I ain't no pussy far from a rookie straight stuntin'

Success it sucks, too much stress

Well I don't know about that I got niggas upset

My mama proud cause her baby boy traveling

Across the 50 states shutting shit down, extravagant

Women think I'm magnificent

Real niggas respecting what I'm spittin'

Why? Cause a nigga really livin' it

Striving for the best got it in my peripheral

Cock, aim, shoot til' I'm blessed with residuals

Get on your shit dog

Keep your mind on your money

Watch how you go far

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Took the shades off

See the flames in my eyes

Rollin' up that good

Blow the haze to the sky

I'm tryna' build me a enterprise

If your fucking with your boy put the bullshit aside

Hopped in the ride

Smashing down on 105

Up in PAC, BI.G, E.A.Z.Y

E east side where i reside

So see how no bow-ties, niggas sold some pies to get by

Been there done that, now I'm tryna' run rap

Tryna' get money like the Simmons

Where Run at?

Reverend, gotta break bread with my brethren

Who the best rappers of the century?

That's irrelevant

It's all about whats popular now

Now a-days it's all about a image

Nowadays its all about a gimmick

Who can sell the best lifestyle

Yo' shit flop then you finished

My advice dog, pay attention

[Hook]