Get It Right

By J-Work

On Gems

Released on April 1, 2020

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[Chorus: J-Work]

I done seen a lot of lies

Witnessed a lot of hurt

Tryna get to this money im losing myself first

Can I get it right x2


[Verse: J-Work]

This a letter from my soul to you

Found this inspiration ima make up something new

I been on a path, don’t know where I’m going too

I just know I’m led by the light and the light has led to truth

Look at the youth and the ones they listen too

Mentals be crashing just like a bandicoot

It’s crazy what crystals and the gems will do

I swear I’m nothing perfect but the message that I say is true

Get up on yo grind get yo paper dog

Have a talk with god get yo faith up awe

Cursed with life trauma from the things I saw

Overdoses and them blood stains on my floors

It’s something scary my dude

Visit cuzzo he was cooking had the stash in the roof

In the stu he had the shotty in the back of the booth

Someone run up they get done up it’s a magical poof woah

But that’s when my goals changed

I gotta keep it real I’m tryna make the hall of fame

And have a icy watch to match my ring and all my chains

Gotta find a way to shine through the darkness and the pain


[Chorus 2: J-Work]

I done seen a lot of lies

Witnessed a lot of hurt

Tryna get to this money im losing myself first

Can I get it right x2

Yeah I made my mistakes

I don't know how to fix em

Got me all outta wack I can't even find a rhythm

Can I make it right (x2)


[Verse 2: J-Work]

Talking to my dad he always taught me lessons

Work for what you have and always sit and count ya blessings

God is mighty and honestly we the ones he’s testing

Face adversity beat the devil and tell the reverend

This my testimony

I’m doing better homie

I’m tryna get it right The devils steady pressing on me

But I’m protected and all my demons accept it

Save heal inspire you hear the tone of my message

I’m preaching it to the choir let the people know

Feed yo passion it’s gonna lead where you wanna go

But get yo money you best get up on yo hustle tho

So What you need hit the squad boy it’s on the floor

Woah oh oh

I’m turning tracks to gold boy

Girl come ova give a damn bout ol boy

Disney plus and blunts we can be stuck for months

Roll roll roll

We gone smoke smoke smoke

I been on some other shit forreal

Dapping up my idols really gave me chills

Chip told me I got a spot if I’m up the hills up in LA?

Well shit I guess we there forreal


[Chorus 3: J-Work]

I done seen a lot of lies

Witnessed a lot of hurt

Tryna get to this money im losing myself first

Can I get it right x2

Yeah I made my mistakes

I don't know how to fix em

Got me all outta wack I can't even find a rhythm

Can I make it right (x2)


[Verse 3: J-Work]

Night shows just too boost my confidence

Drinking losing my consciousness

Partially blind up in the oculus

But still I try to be an optimist

A poet speaking words of the streets

Facing every demon and beast

I just need some relief

Maybe that’s why I chief

Put some wax on the blunt and then you sprinkle the keef

Geesh

You see them broads

You see the money

You see the cars

Clubs going dummy

It only make me hungry boy it’s motivation

Instantly returned to home and started slaving

It’s my creation

From all my preparation

Pure determination mixed with education

I’m coming for the thrown you thought I was playing

I’m living in a world that needs a lot of saving

Clark Kent hiding the S on my chest

My time spent learning the art of finesse

Cuz any path taken It leads to success

Why oh why is they tryna test my intellect

Talking bout they need respect

Boy that shit is earned now

Giving it to get it nah man we don’t fuck around

Drizzy dream shut it down

Always got the better sound

Graduate to GOAT reservations on my cap and gown

My city need a savior I’m gunning just like I’m baker

I’m smoking on some Jamaica looking for the finest flavor you haters

Dame got the games Spetrino copping the papers

Smoking on that good good

Like my Nigga whis fader

On this mic I always make a thriller

Rest In Peace to Michael Rest In Peace to Mac Miller

I’m always gone remember they was colder than December

They my idols nothing perfect but eternity they entered

I been trying to watch my temper

I been trying to get myself right

I’m facing my problems admitting my mistakes, and hopefully maybe I’ll get some sleep tonight