Pick UR Self Up

[Intro]
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Aw for fucks sakes, please answer the phone
I'm begging, I'm waiting for you
I can't take this no more
We don't go out
And when we arrange to go out
You don't fucking meet me
We don't have no money
I'm getting so angry with you
Get up, get a fucking life, get a fucking career
You're not even motivated
Get up off your fucking arse and do something

[Chorus: Wiley]
Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up
Make yourself move, life is moving faster now
Watch the way you move
Watch the way your paper level goes up
Then down, then up, then down
Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up
Make yourself move, life is moving faster now
Watch the way you move
Watch the way your paper level goes up
Then down, then up, then down

[Verse 1: Wiley]
Get some drive in your body
Don't feel sorry for yourself, just move your body
And set your goals and then score
Set the pace and don't stop, keep going, get warm
Get up and move forward
Go forward, backwards ain't no good
Lazy cause your body ain't got no fuel it's no good
Where's your drive, where's your will to stay alive
Where's your will to survive and to be
Someone, somewhere
Doing something
Think, you gotta be doing something
You can't do nothing and think you're getting something
Whatever it's gotta be, just do it or somebody else will do it
Done the long ting, go and do it

[Chorus: Wiley]
Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up
Make yourself move, life is moving faster now
Watch the way you move
Watch the way your paper level goes up
Then down, then up, then down
Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up
Make yourself move, life is moving faster now
Watch the way you move
Watch the way your paper level goes up
Then down, then up, then down

[Verse 2: J2K]
Okay
Yeah I gotta do somethin'
Can't sit here all day just doing nothin'
Nah that ain't the life for me, I gotta do somethin'
Double tings right for me
I gotta take aim, shoot for the stars
And, put on my blinkers
One track mind forward thinking
Can't be sidetracked with linking there's work to do
Still I got a little something to prove
I gotta do a little something to certify that
Bend and break my back to earn packs and checks yo
I'm here so I gotta be next
And now you're [?] up your face like your vexed
What you vexed for?
It's not like I'm cheating I'm in the studio blud
I'm working, laying the tracks
And now you're mad 'cus I'm picking the facts
The truth is you get nothing out if you put nothing in

[Chorus: Wiley]
Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up
Make yourself move, life is moving faster now
Watch the way you move
Watch the way your paper level goes up
Then down, then up, then down
Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up
Make yourself move, life is moving faster now
Watch the way you move
Watch the way your paper level goes up
Then down, then up, then down

[Verse 3: Breaze]
I ain't broke right now but (now)
Life is far from sweet (sweet)
While you play fair I cheat (cheat)
Look I gotta make ends meet, yo (meet)
Skip, skipping on the beat (skipping on the, beat)
And I gotta little hustle on street (on street)
And sold the whole food must eat (eat, yo yo)
Gotta stand on your own two feet (woo)
Cash rules everything around me, cream (around me, cream)
I'm out to get cash money for my team (team)
Stuck in the hustle from around 16 (16)
Make dirty money but wanna come clean (clean)
Money comes in, money goes 'round ('round)
Money goes up (up), money goes down (down)
I love money [?] or pounds (pounds)
Gotta make money buy any round (ching)

[Chorus: Wiley]
Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up
Make yourself move, life is moving faster now
Watch the way you move
Watch the way your paper level goes up
Then down, then up, then down
Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up
Make yourself move, life is moving faster now
Watch the way you move
Watch the way your paper level goes up
Then down, then up, then down

[Verse 3: Riko Dan]
Remember the days you used to come through on a 5 pound short and that was you (5 pound short)
Remember the days when you used to [?] and slew through goods
No boxes, no bums
All you see is downward thumbs
No boxes, no bums
All you see is downward thumbs
It's all about whipping up funds
[?] chicks on, pull out the guns
Take my yout and my mum out of the slumbs
You test me you get beat like drums
Gimmie gimmie never get
Don't you know your manna check
You won't get shit if you don't pull nothing in
Just don't get it (what what)

[Chorus: Wiley]
Pick yourself up, don't be lazy wake up
Make yourself move, life is moving faster now
Watch the way you move
Watch the way your paper level goes up
Then down, then up, then down