[Intro]

Too many people just dying

I'm not even talkin' physically

Yeah

[Verse 1]

Last week was Seattle

In two weeks it'll be Denver

In between was New York City and Atlanta on my schedule

It's apparent I've adopted a new lifestyle

Flyin' around this country rackin' up these fuckin' skymiles

Got my girl back home feelin' trapped, straight suffocating

But dont you worry, 'cause the moves that need to be made to break you out

Russ is making and they tell me I should sing more

I just tell 'em cool yo

Thats why I dropped that How To Rob

And bit y'alls hands like Cujo

I thought high school ended

But y'all still playin daddy's ball

So y'all might blow up quicker

But y'all won't stay up yall need adderall

And half these magazines and damn near all these writers

Are a bunch of fucking failed musicians talkin' shit to spite us

But secretly they like us

So dont stick out your hand to me

Get back to your 9-5 and your class and watch me live your fuckin fantasy

[Chorus]

Y'all needa get up and get out now

Do something with all of your time

Hope you recognize who you are and what you could do

Hope that you're not lost in your mind

Y'all needa get up and get out now

Do something with all of your time

Hope you recognize who you are and what you could do

Hope that you're not lost in your mind

[Verse 2]

Yeah, my ex chick was a handful

Had to cut her off cuz i already got my hands full

Hate to break it to you, but your shows been canceled

Russ taking over every channel

Ran through some latinas in my area

Just to clear my head real quick

'Bout to fly to Paris on a jet real quick

We use to study Latin, me and Bugus

Now we study actualizing dreams into cash and

Makin' shit happen, what's up?

[Chorus]

Y'all needa get up and get out now

Do something with all of your time

Hope you recognize who you are and what you could do

Hope that you're not lost in your mind

Y'all needa get up and get out now

Do something with all of your time

Hope you recognize who you are and what you could do

Hope that you're not lost in your mind

[Verse 3]

I treat this world like a canvas

My mind is the paint brush

Fuck you and him and her

Yall motherfuckers ain't Russ

Can't touch the young god, feelin' like a OG

Might as well hit the blunt, now where the fucks the OE?

Follow closely to the only motherfucker keepin' it so me

Authentic, short term

Beach house for my mom

Long driveway, cars in it

Superstar vision, while cigars spinnin'

I'ma Phoenix how I walk in it

Recognized the fire embraced it then I walked in it

Rebirth when i walked through it

Sinatra smooth with a Pac vision

Pop vocals, rock livin', got caught slippin

By the police had to ditch that bitch, God hittin' my phone

Devil pullin' up at my spot

Every once in a while they switch positions

Just to flip flop on me

I could turn a paddle boat into a yacht, homie

Only real ones let on board you better know me

I'm the gilligan, feelin' like I'm bouta cash out

Hair down, middle fingers up with my ass out

My mind is the traphouse

Man, this bitch is bunkin'

I'ma full time magician, turnin' nothing into something

Tell me what the fuck is up

[Chorus]

Y'all needa get up and get out now

Do something with all of your time

Hope you recognize who you are and what you could do

Hope that you're not lost in your mind

Y'all needa get up and get out now

Do something with all of your time

Hope you recognize who you are and what you could do

Hope that you're not lost in your mind