Get Up [Vince Staples Remix]

Danny Silberstein, Noah Conrad, Terrell Hines, Vincent Staples

I've been waitin' my whole life
(Been waitin', still waitin')
Driftin' slowly through the night
(Been driftin', still driftin')
Feet, don't fail me now
Move without a sound
The shadow of a doubt (woo)
We see it from the underground (oh, nah, nah)
Feet, don't fail me now
Move without a sound
The shadow of a doubt (woo)
We see it from the underground

Comin' to your door, 'bout to take my money
Talk that shit, boy, you don't mean nothing
Movin' with the jackals and hangin' with the junkies
Fuck the government 'cause they never gonna love me
Everybody, everybody, everybody runnin'
Smile to your face but they all want somethin'
Comin' to your door, 'bout to take my money
Fuck the government 'cause they never gonna love me (get up)

I've been waitin'
Too much time, I'm impatient
Pressure risin', I might go diamond
Outcasted, I might get blasted
Move softly, bright lights, get off me
Unfortunately, I'm fortunate
Wealth is still disproportionate
Bloodshot eyes behind Porsche tints
Find me on the nine-one freeway
Deep thoughts of my life on replay
Pack heat, you know fat meat greasy
They say life too short, but not easy
I say what I want, I'm not PC
You know black folks killed when police, please
Just seen one on the TV (ooh, nah, nah, nah)
Make about three this week

Comin' to your door, 'bout to take my money
Talk that shit, boy, you don't mean nothing
Movin' with the jackals and hangin' with the junkies
Fuck the government 'cause they never gonna love me
Everybody, everybody, everybody runnin'
Smile to your face but they all want somethin'
Comin' to your door, 'bout to take my money
Fuck the government 'cause they never gonna love me (get up)
Comin' to your door, 'bout to take my money
Talk that shit, boy, you don't mean nothing
Movin' with the jackals and hangin' with the junkies
Fuck the government 'cause they never gonna love me
Everybody, everybody, everybody runnin'
Smile to your face but they all want somethin'
Just seen one on the TV
Make about three this week

I believe that this whole world is all wretched
I believe the human mind always foolin' itself
I believe they wanna keep us wonderin' what's next
I believe they feed us poison, for we won't connect
Risin' and runnin', tossin' and turnin', columns are burnin'
Deja vu or discernment, sickenin', makes me vomit
Seems like a broken promise, vacancy that's atomic
Maybe it's Nostradamus, maybe this shit is common

Cold in a warm city don't know what to do
They'll poison the flock but you gotta stay true
(Uh, woo, uh, gotta stay true, yeah, you gotta stay true)
(Yeah, you gotta stay true, get up, yeah, uh)
Trouble in my way, yeah, I might have to cry
I know when I get that Rolex I can't take it when I die
(When I die, can't take it when I die, take when I die)
(Uh, take it when I die)

Get up (been waitin', been waitin', fuck the government)
Get up (been waitin', been waitin', fuck the government)
Get up (been waitin', been waitin', fuck the government)
Get up (been waitin', been waitin', fuck the government)
Get up

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