Yonker - Pick Your Head Up

I never forget about other people who live around us, you know
We don't think that, we gotta tell everybody
It was a dream that I've always wanted to be accomplished
Because I always fantasize of becoming a leader of a great organization
What's left of the old ghetto brother club, it's still standing there
When I see that, I get shivers up my spine
Pick your head up, (aye) don't you let up (no)
Ride your own wave, till the tides hit your cheddar (woah)
Did my own thing, so the rhymes got more clever (yo)
Took my time to stretch it out forever more
Talk is cheap, so I just went and bought a coupe
With my student loan money, I ain't going back to school
Just to work for the white man, nah, I ain't a fool
I'm just focused for what I do, music what I pursue
When I was a freshman, back in high school
Embryo with the flow, homies and bitches thought I was cool
Even though didn't know niggas was clowning like I'm a fool
So discourage my confidence, just hop out the roof like poof
Insecurities fill up with ease through my body, pain in my heart
But another vision where I can see an introverted teen close up his lips
He will not speak, feeling like the lowest class possible for humanity
Cause niggas like to talk that talk, it's up to you if you wanna walk that walk
And I chose to be the amusement of they jock jokes
So I blow O's, chug the locos till I catch ghosts
To the booth, like I'm Doctor Who, who is you
Now that I'm in my sanctuary and I got my groove
Had the team, kept it on lock, even out of school
We just some young niggas with some gratitude
Pick your head up, (aye) don't you let up (no)
Ride your own wave till the tides hit your cheddar (woah)
Did my own thing so the rhymes got more clever (yo)
Took my time to stretch it out forever (more)
Talk is cheap so I just went and bought a coupe
With my student loan money I ain't going back to school
Just to work for the white man, nah I ain't a fool
I'm just focused for what I do, music what I pursue
Boss up, nigga gotta boss up
Rise to the occasion, never taking losses
I dropped out of college, ain't no working for the white man
My golden ticket is this music, I'm just being honest
No frustration, grinding to a hundred
Talking about grands, talking about abundance
I can't just put the shit up in the air, I gotta live it
I can't just travel each and everywhere, I gotta pivot
Wanna do it for your city, yes you gotta be greedy
And never let a motherfucker teach you how to get benjis
It's something wicked, yeah, just like a scam
Be your own man, find your own glam
First inspiration been them green eggs and ham
And now my rhymes sounding like a tactical plan
If a hater to decide to convert and be a fan
Keep your head high, grinders always been the man
Pick your head up, don't you let up
Get your cheddar, got more clever
To stretch it out forever
Talk is cheap so I just went and bought a coupe
With my student loan money I ain't going back to school
Just to work for the white man, nah I ain't a fool
I'm just focused for what I do, music what I pursue
Pick your head up, (aye) don't you let up (no)
Ride your own wave till the tides hit your cheddar (woah)
Did my own thing so the rhymes got more clever (yo)
Took my time to stretch it out forever more
Talk is cheap so I just went and bought a coupe
With my student loan money I ain't going back to school
Just to work for the white man, nah I ain't a fool
I'm just focused for what I do, music what I pursue

Written by:
Terrell Johnson

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