Get Back Up (Explicit) - Pressa/Fridayy

Lyrics by：Quinton Gardner/Ethan Hayes/Kenny Koch/Francis LeBlanc/Rodney Hwingwiri/Naujour Grainger

Composed by：Quinton Gardner/Ethan Hayes/Kenny Koch/Francis LeBlanc/Rodney Hwingwiri/Naujour Grainger

Produced by：Haze/Beatcheff

If you ever fall down I would pick you back up

And if I'm never not around you know where to find me

Ooh ooh if you ever fall down

I would pick you back up mm back up

I had to cut a ounce in pieces

I was onto somethin' yeah

I flip a brick a couple times to really

See a profit

I fell in love with all my chains

More in love with watches for real

I take control of my life then put it on autopilot

There's times I manifested things and also prayed for

I knew eventually come

I had to wait for wait

Play with our life and risk it all

We had to roll for

See I'm a taurus with a glock

But I don't do taurus never

I bulletproof the truck now I'm invincible

I'm invincible

I can't **** on 'em when I'm up

That's just principle never

And if my back agains the wall

I let my pistol blow

He said that he could handle smoke

I bet his system won't blaow

They say you learn more when you read

But I'm more visual

And where I'm from they tie you up

Call it collateral call it collateral

You see my block is like a zoo

It's full of animal

He ain't kill nobody

But the feds hold him accountable oh oh

If you ever fall down If I

I would pick you back up I gotta get back up

And if I'm never not around oh

You know where to find me

This brand new glock I just bought look like a art show

Bro on the run they look for him

Just like a fossil oh

I bulletproof the escalade this ain't a tahoe

We lost the murder case the lawyer gave his all though

I got some malis

They grew up without a aabo

They paintin' pictures in the hood

Just like picasso

I knew that money and respect would make me

Powerful

And that 44 long nose make me a cowboy

She take a look at the kid

She say I'm edible

Fell in love with money and cars

Jewelry etcetera

The feds start indictin' the gang

We goin' federal

I get so much love in the hood

They think I'm general

All about my green like baby

I need my celery

Put the youngins in the trap and call it

Wassa academy woah

They know I work the block for too long

I need a salary

Love my niggas with all of my heart treat them like

Family fam

If you ever fall down If I

I would pick you back up

I gotta

And if I'm never not around oh

You know where to find me

Ooh ooh if you ever fall down

I would pick you back up mm back up