Tribe Friday - get up!

tell me, tell me, tell me, can you feel it?
whole city ground's uneven
i gotta get home but i'm stuck staring at the ceiling
my friends say it's time to leave it

i'm feeling out of touch, down on luck
i think i've had enough, but always tryna head for far too much
just help me get up!
i'm feeling out of touch, down on luck
i think i've had enough, but always looking for that next hot rush
just help me get up!

someone's tryna shout at me over speakers
"boy you should learn to quit while you're
two steps up and still not part of the punchline
for real though, are you alright?"
"yeah"

i'm feeling out of touch, down on luck
i think i've had enough, but always tryna head for far too much
just help me get up!
i'm feeling out of touch, down on luck
i think i've had enough, but always looking for that next hot rush
just help me get up!

i'm feeling out of touch, down on luck
i think i've had enough, but always tryna head for far too much
just help me get up!
i'm feeling out of touch, down on luck
i think i've had enough, but always looking for that next hot rush
just help me get up!

Written by:
DALVIN DEGRATE, IVAN GUIMARAES LINS, IVAN GUIMARES LINS, JOEL M HAILEY, RICHARD HAILEY, RICHARD CEDRIC HAILEY, VICTOR MARTINS, VITOR MARTINS

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