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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
J. Cole
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Cole
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J. Cole
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Ha, yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah (Yeah)
Carolina, stand up
I'm good to go, yo
Yeah (Fayettenam)
Yeah (Ha-ha)
Yeah
[Verse 1]
I woke up early in the morning, hoes blowin' up my phone (Yeah)
Ain't no use in small talkin' when they know I'm tryna bone, fuck 'em
I'll holla later, man, right now, my mind's elsewhere (Yeah)
My mom's healthcare, get her out this hell here
A lot of **** fail, frail **** won't prevail here (Nope)
We seen it all, man, **** can't even spell scared (****)
A Fresh Prince, but, yo, my city ain't no Bel-Air
Fuck if you would sell, I'm worried 'bout my welfares
So farewell to them broke days and bonjour to the most paid
Soon as my dough straight, I throw the wifey in some Dolce (Dough straight)
And put some chains on my **** like I own slaves (Ha)
I get up, look out the window, hope the sun shining
Down on my **** out there front lining (Yeah)
I hit the streets and see them boys out there lockin' up some older head
Said, goddamn, homie, hold your head, and hold your head
[Chorus]
I get up, I see the clouds from my window
I pray the sun gon' shine this way (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And where I go as the wind blow
Mama, your son gon' find his way
And if I gotta crawl, I'ma make to the end, though (Yeah, yeah)
And to the top if I climb my way (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Tell 'em I'ma rise, I'm on my
Headed for the sky, I'm on my way (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Paint a picture to show the deaf what it's like to listen (Uh-huh)
And speak the words and tell a blind man what he missin' (Damn)
For all my **** doin' time, man, up in prison (Hold your head)
Felt you had to resort to crime, man, fuck the system
We raisin' babies up in Hades where it ain't no hope
Ain't no fathers, don't take no scholarship to slang no dope (Hell nah)
Politicians hollerin' 'bout problems, but I ain't gon' vote
Keep talkin' 'bout change, still, we floatin' in the same old boat (****)
So tell me how I'm supposed to feel when the President spoke (Never)
When he ain't never had to struggle, ain't never been broke (Never)
Ain't even rolled through the ghetto, ain't never been close (Never)
Trustin' this government like trustin' the devil in oath
A rebel with quotes, I get up (I get up)
Lifestyles of the young, Black, and reckless
A generation of **** strapped and askin' questions
Like tell me why I ain't got shit? (Got shit)
I let this liquor fill my liver with them toxics, as I sip (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I get up, I see the clouds from my window
I pray the sun gon' shine this way (I get up)
And where I go as the wind blow
Mama, your son gon' find his way (Woo)
And if I gotta crawl, I'ma make to the end, though (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And to the top if I climb my way
Hey, and I'ma take it to the top
Tell 'em I'ma rise, I'm on my
Headed for the sky, I'm on my way (Yeah)
[Verse 3]
To all my **** paper chasin', I pray for your patience (Please)
Just keep the faith that you gon' make it, one day, you'll be cakin' (I promise, ****)
Takin' this shit one step at a time, that real shit is stuck on my mind
But to that bullshit, I'm deaf and I'm blind (I'm deaf and I'm blind)
Destined to shine, I'ma find a way, 'cause, hey
Damn it, them jobs out there ain't tryna pay, I pray
Granted, nine to five is how you survive
I ain't tryna survive, I'm tryna throw my mama in rides
I'ma provide for my seed, I'm the soil, I'll teach him 'bout loyalty
I'll teach him that his skin Black like oil, that's from royalty
I'll show him all the things that my pops was never showin' me
Treat him like a growin' tree with this poetry
I get up and show the sons how to lead, not to follow (Nah)
The present is our gift, but our seed's got tomorrow
So please, ****, raise your kids (Please raise your seed)
And help 'em overcome that bullshit they daze us with, I blaze this shit
[Chorus]
I get up, I see the clouds from my window (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I pray the sun gon' shine this way (Uh, I get up)
And where I go as the wind blow
Mama, your son gon' find his way (Uh, uh, get up)
And if I gotta crawl, I'ma make to the end, though
And to the top if I climb my way
And I'ma take it to the top, ****
Tell 'em I'ma rise, I'm on my
Headed for the sky, I'm on my way
[Bridge]
Take 'em to church, ****, ha-ha-ha
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, aye, I'ma take 'em to the top rope
[Chorus]
I get up, I see the clouds from my window
Aye, I'ma take 'em to the top rope
I pray the sun gon' shine this way
Aye, I'ma take 'em to the top rope
And where I go as the wind blow
Aye, I'ma take 'em to the top, yo
Mama, your son gon' find his way
Aye, I'ma take 'em to the top rope
And if I gotta crawl, I'ma make to the end, though
And I'ma take 'em to the top rope
And to the top if I climb my way
Aye, I'ma take 'em to the top rope
Tell 'em I'ma rise, I'm on my
Headed for the sky, I'm on my way (Get up)
[Outro]
Alright, ****, that's all I got
Written by: J. Cole