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