Oncue - Get My Shit Together lyrics
[Oncue - Get My Shit Together lyrics]
My heart can't keep quiet no, no more
Always being broke boy
That bullshit is folklore
Disappeared for three years
Came back and now have my own tour
You didn't think I'd be here
But, I've been plottin since '04
Rapping really mean it
Then I squared over that old boy
Back when I was a teenager
I shoplift like the whole store
The whole store
Shootin that, I mean sniffin that
Pain all up in my past
When I raced home to pin my raps
Daydreams 'bout getting that cash
Somethings is hard to let go
Those said they won't see me fall
But goddamn I finally got my glow
Like, like woo
All I ever wanted in this
World is some motherfucking loot
Never take a L when my brother take a noof
Fuck you if you ever thought us a fluke
I'm Simba, I'm Neo, I'm David, I'm Luke
I'm Goku too all them times two
And shit you can say that
You ain't got no proof
'Til I'm dead in a box
Hands crossed on a suit like
I think it's bout time I get my shit together
Say oh yeah, uh oh
I swear to God that I'm going
To get my shit together say oh yeah, uh oh
I'mma call your phone to get my shit together
Say oh yeah, uh oh
I'mma call you up, call you up babe
Get my shit together babe
Get my shit together babe
Too much weight up on my shoulders
Why you think I'm chain smoking
That's why I go dumb up in the booth
Just like my brain broken
Vision this shit way back when
Damn I saw a lane open
No I do not have no friends
I do not share the same notion
Damn I'm flowing
What's that shit that Maki loaded
Please no more of them cockroaches
Futon on the floor I was dozin
Like I was fucking damn near homeless
Think I'm glad I wrote this
You could repeat the process
Just that real shit, only make you feel shit
Don't talk to none of my ex's
Fuck em brah I should probably get tested
Those wrongs should've learned my lesson
Tell em all that I'm not flexin'
Goddamnit, say Lord knows
My mom call the phone for so long
And I channel that anger
Writin' words with a pen tryna give me hope
Find a handle on that paper
Then my pops went put that on the stones
Tryna turn my goals to vapour
But, it's hardly how all this goes
I think it's bout time I get my shit together
Say oh yeah, uh oh
I swear to God that I'm going
To get my shit together say oh yeah, uh oh
I'mma call your phone to get my shit together
Say oh yeah, uh oh
I'mma call you up, call you up babe
Get my shit together babe
Get my shit together babe
Time to get my shit together uh oh
Time to get my shit together uh oh
I'mma call your phone to get my shit together
Oh yeah i'mma call you, call you up babe
Get my shit together babe
Get my shit together babe
Always being broke boy
That bullshit is folklore
Disappeared for three years
Came back and now have my own tour
You didn't think I'd be here
But, I've been plottin since '04
Rapping really mean it
Then I squared over that old boy
Back when I was a teenager
I shoplift like the whole store
The whole store
Shootin that, I mean sniffin that
Pain all up in my past
When I raced home to pin my raps
Daydreams 'bout getting that cash
Somethings is hard to let go
Those said they won't see me fall
But goddamn I finally got my glow
Like, like woo
All I ever wanted in this
World is some motherfucking loot
Never take a L when my brother take a noof
Fuck you if you ever thought us a fluke
I'm Simba, I'm Neo, I'm David, I'm Luke
I'm Goku too all them times two
And shit you can say that
You ain't got no proof
'Til I'm dead in a box
Hands crossed on a suit like
I think it's bout time I get my shit together
Say oh yeah, uh oh
I swear to God that I'm going
To get my shit together say oh yeah, uh oh
I'mma call your phone to get my shit together
Say oh yeah, uh oh
I'mma call you up, call you up babe
Get my shit together babe
Get my shit together babe
Too much weight up on my shoulders
Why you think I'm chain smoking
That's why I go dumb up in the booth
Just like my brain broken
Vision this shit way back when
Damn I saw a lane open
No I do not have no friends
I do not share the same notion
Damn I'm flowing
What's that shit that Maki loaded
Please no more of them cockroaches
Futon on the floor I was dozin
Like I was fucking damn near homeless
Think I'm glad I wrote this
You could repeat the process
Just that real shit, only make you feel shit
Don't talk to none of my ex's
Fuck em brah I should probably get tested
Those wrongs should've learned my lesson
Tell em all that I'm not flexin'
Goddamnit, say Lord knows
My mom call the phone for so long
And I channel that anger
Writin' words with a pen tryna give me hope
Find a handle on that paper
Then my pops went put that on the stones
Tryna turn my goals to vapour
But, it's hardly how all this goes
I think it's bout time I get my shit together
Say oh yeah, uh oh
I swear to God that I'm going
To get my shit together say oh yeah, uh oh
I'mma call your phone to get my shit together
Say oh yeah, uh oh
I'mma call you up, call you up babe
Get my shit together babe
Get my shit together babe
Time to get my shit together uh oh
Time to get my shit together uh oh
I'mma call your phone to get my shit together
Oh yeah i'mma call you, call you up babe
Get my shit together babe
Get my shit together babe