Rothstein - Get Your Shit Together lyrics

Say a little prayer for me

Wellfleet sand in our socks, in our hair
Girl your love feels like when
My pops wasn’t there
I don’t mind, I don’t leave, I don’t stop
I don’t care



Make no bread, I don’t get no major deal
What if I do and then I leave
And I forget the way it feels
To be this lonely, to be this broke
To be this hungry, to be this dope
To me it’s funny
I don’t think i should be doing these
Shows for 200 a pop now but I need the money

So long to the postman
Pitbull ate my homework
Sky fell and we both ran
Both ran till our toes hurt
Both hands on the dozier
Twelve xans you a poser
Mow grass for exposure
Both grasping for closure
Toe tag for the culture
Slow dance with a toaster
Poach fans for the growth spurt
Hold hands till it’s over
Dope brands yelling "Zoltan!" sniffing
Cocaine off a poster
Coast boys in this bitch now make
A slow pan to the chauffeur

I don’t take nothing for granted
I really grew up on Granite
I’m from a whole other planet
This here an ode for the seeds
That I’ve sewed and I’ve planted
I’m older than ever, I’m low but I manage
Hoping the damage is all the way done
Seen some my friends that turned
All the way numb
Hoping they scope out they anger
Inside them & smoke it
They don’t? Then it’s all they become
You wouldn’t think it's a game
If you knew you’d already won
You wouldn’t think you knew anything
If you knew anything
You would know everything
You would pray hard to stay young
I learned it all from my bitch
She put me on to the
Fact that I’m terribly selfish
She showed me love she gave me everything
I render therapy helpless
Twenty four years old, get your shit together
You ain’t shit, you ain’t grown
Get your shit together
You ain’t never gonna blow
Get your shit together
She gon leave if you don’t
Get your shit together