Get Up Wit Me lyrics

[Hook x2]
Get up with me n*gga
Get up, get up, with me n*gga
Get up with me n*gga
Get up, get up, with me n*gga
I do it for ya haters, I do it for they b*tches
I do it for ya haters, I do it for they b*tches

[Verse 1]
n*gga I'm a rasta
Or should I say, glocksta
Mobbing like a mobsta
Guns wrong like [?]
Smoking on them cigars
With a whole lot of green in em
Hanging with some killas
With a whole lot of mean in em
Its Memphis ten hoe
Live by and die by
We on the map like [?]
I would have laughed at it
D Paul I've seen the world
This is why a lot of n*ggas wanna be like me but act like girls

[Hook x2]
[Verse 2]
[?] like a waitress
Got weapons like the Matrix
These lil n*ggas all wasteless
They testing my f*cking patience
But I got time to plan, y'all ran out of games
This time I bring the pain, to you mothaf*cking lames
Squares, rubes, cube toys, [?]
We both really got guns, but I really pull triggers
Its evident, who the biggest, some [?] gotta fall back
I got the money in power, I got myself a bag

[Hook x2]