Keep Ya Head Up Original Version by Silas Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Yo, yo, yeah
This that chill joint that everyone's gon' smoke to
[Verse 1]
Look
Take a listen, hear my vision through my composition
'Member back when we was young and had no pot to piss in?
Daddy dipped so I just rip these instrumentals wicked
'Bout to flip 'cause I be rappin' 'bout that shit, I'm gifted
Motherfuckers get the deal when you be on your shit
Hieroglyphics paintin' pictures, come hither you bitch
I'm not playin' with these people, settle down, yo
They be twistin' words, fuck it though, I must defer
Tryna make the illest shit these fuckers ever heard
On my late nights, ridin' down the street, vibin' with these beats
I just wonder how to make a change
Make a difference in the world before I fade away
Man, it's nothin' in my mind
State worried 'bout the crime rate
Worry 'bout my peoples, tell the truth, that shit beyond me
If I wanna be the realest on this earth
Gotta put in work before I end up in the dirt and you know
[Chorus]
Gotta, gotta, gotta get up
Gotta, gotta, keep your head up
Gotta, gotta, gotta get up
Gotta, gotta, keep your head up
Gotta, gotta, gotta get up
Gotta, gotta, keep your head up
[Verse 2]
These days feel like nothin' in my way
I be writin' songs, it's my purpose
Gotta say "How you doin' lately?"
"How you feelin'?" "What's been on your mind?"
'Cause I know that life is difficult, we tryna live divine
All my peoples from the frontside
Waitin' on they lunchtime, prayin' that they son shine
That's why I feel this shit
No, nothin' real as this moment that we makin' in time
My rhymes be my sanctuary but it's kinda scary
When I'm puttin' my whole life on a page for you, for her, for him, and them, it's all pretend
Stress the truth and you got lots to lose
I wonder if these people rock wit' you when what they feelin'
'Cause I know these bars be L-O when you smokin' on some killer
And you tryna stack your skrilla
Hope you know your shawty suck and say I taste vanilla
Punkin' all you whack MC's like it's CBG
Be said I won't be nothin', now they wanna be me
[Chorus]
Gotta, gotta, gotta get up
Gotta, gotta, keep your head up
Gotta, gotta, gotta get up
Gotta, gotta, keep your head up
Gotta, gotta, gotta get up
Gotta, gotta, keep your head up
Yeah
Yo, yo, yeah
This that chill joint that everyone's gon' smoke to
[Verse 1]
Look
Take a listen, hear my vision through my composition
'Member back when we was young and had no pot to piss in?
Daddy dipped so I just rip these instrumentals wicked
'Bout to flip 'cause I be rappin' 'bout that shit, I'm gifted
Motherfuckers get the deal when you be on your shit
Hieroglyphics paintin' pictures, come hither you bitch
I'm not playin' with these people, settle down, yo
They be twistin' words, fuck it though, I must defer
Tryna make the illest shit these fuckers ever heard
On my late nights, ridin' down the street, vibin' with these beats
I just wonder how to make a change
Make a difference in the world before I fade away
Man, it's nothin' in my mind
State worried 'bout the crime rate
Worry 'bout my peoples, tell the truth, that shit beyond me
If I wanna be the realest on this earth
Gotta put in work before I end up in the dirt and you know
[Chorus]
Gotta, gotta, gotta get up
Gotta, gotta, keep your head up
Gotta, gotta, gotta get up
Gotta, gotta, keep your head up
Gotta, gotta, gotta get up
Gotta, gotta, keep your head up
[Verse 2]
These days feel like nothin' in my way
I be writin' songs, it's my purpose
Gotta say "How you doin' lately?"
"How you feelin'?" "What's been on your mind?"
'Cause I know that life is difficult, we tryna live divine
All my peoples from the frontside
Waitin' on they lunchtime, prayin' that they son shine
That's why I feel this shit
No, nothin' real as this moment that we makin' in time
My rhymes be my sanctuary but it's kinda scary
When I'm puttin' my whole life on a page for you, for her, for him, and them, it's all pretend
Stress the truth and you got lots to lose
I wonder if these people rock wit' you when what they feelin'
'Cause I know these bars be L-O when you smokin' on some killer
And you tryna stack your skrilla
Hope you know your shawty suck and say I taste vanilla
Punkin' all you whack MC's like it's CBG
Be said I won't be nothin', now they wanna be me
[Chorus]
Gotta, gotta, gotta get up
Gotta, gotta, keep your head up
Gotta, gotta, gotta get up
Gotta, gotta, keep your head up
Gotta, gotta, gotta get up
Gotta, gotta, keep your head up