Git It Now

[Intro: Blu]

Uh, you got to get it

Right  now

Uh, you got to get it

When? Right now

[Verse 1: Blu]

Rocking steady with the rhythm, get 'em loose

They heard y'all rocking long enough

It's time to give them truth

They say they want a hit?

Here's a needle, find a groove

It's for my people tryna choose between sex, drugs and violence

'Cept thugs be lyin'

They say they fire two's when they bustin' in they rhymes

But they ain't got a 9 to shoot

Bet they got a mom Dukes who can't listen to they shit cause

It ain't fact we make tracks for people with they fist up

Prayin' spit to switch up

But that's asking too much

They feel real content selling lies to make them two bucks

Hanging on a dream that one day they finna move up

Now they crazy, glue stuck

Cause move.meant got some new cuts

For trekking, yes

Blu 'cuz is with them too, ripping booths

Spittin' through the box labels thought that he would fit into

I rock steady with the rhythm just  to get 'em loose

Y'all rocked long enough

Its time to give these  niggas truth

[Hook (x4)]

Git it....now

[Verse 2: Trek Life]

I got so much on my mind, but I'm still flowing

Still rolling, writing rhymes in my worst turmoil, turn soil

Dig deep in the dirt

Rhyme talk, speak my hurt

You can hear it in my verse

Even when I'm at my worst

Ima take action first, spit action

Reveal me in it, you feel me in it

Cause even the problem's done it still be vintage

Others relate to it as the world keep spinning

I smile through these difficult trials

Keep ripping it, wow

Track like John and I reach out

So I have no choice  but to manifest greatness

Cause every chromosome given

Just forces me to make it

But it's so hard for ya boy

Lows only getting lower

But I keep pushing harder

I will not be slaughtered, drowning in these deep waters

Every rhyme scheme darker

Here's a life preserver, that's why I write these verses

Get it now?

[Hook (x4)]

[Verse 3: Champ of Move.Meant]

They told me I was born ready, steady

The type that hit the ground running

Form steady, every night fight from round one till the last bell

I take it back to four tracks and max cells

Y'all soft like pastels is

The combination of 9 years spitting

Now I'm hitting my prime

Dope for ever line written

I shine bright like (?) light

I send a tone like it's my fine birth right

The first type given

So best believe it, ima keep on livin'

Till I see 'em drippin' (?)

And I get my money up, call it fund raising

We taking more (?)

And we goin' out guns blazing

Tracking Blu with my crew got so much heat, y'all don't understand

And if there's no such thing as a short thing

We the closest thing to it

This step fam got a nice ring to it now

[Hook]