FULL COURT

[Intro]

Gotta, gotta
Gotta, gotta
Gotta, gotta

[Chorus]

Yeah, gotta get up
Gotta get up, get it
Gotta go and get it, get it
If you tryna win this mother fucking race
I'm setting the pace, I'm repping the place I grew up, grew up
That's the 402
Tell me what you know about a bitch, you don't know about a thing
I was born in '96, now I'm boarding all these planes
Put my city on the map, E-40 with Da Bay
I ain't taking shit back, full courting every game, yeah

[Verse 1]

Full courting every game
I ain't playing fucking pick up
Better pick up when I reign
'Cause I'm all about my business, like Dikembe with the pain
I never stumble, never trip, I never hick, never change
Yeah, I'm too self-made, that little thing put himself in the Range
Yeah, that's what I'm all about
I'm surrounded by stars, being out space
I don't keep no boring company not Elon with the flames
I would make you fall in love with me if only I knew how to
Round 2 is going down
Who is that kid that your attention is bound to
The flow is choppy, I bet that came up smooth
Keep the ones you love by your side
Man, shit gets lonely like some lost and found shoes
Act a fool when I get off the brown juice
So put tequila in my cup, won't you?
Please, just put tequila in my cup, won't you?
Please, just put tequila in my cup

[Chorus]

Gotta get up
Gotta get up, get it
Gotta go and get it, get it
If you tryna win this mother fucking race
I'm setting the pace, I'm repping the place I grew up, grew up
That's the 402
Tell me what you know about a bitch, you don't know about a thing
I was born in '96, now I'm boarding all these planes
Put my city on the map, E-40 with Da Bay
I ain't taking shit back, full courting every game, yeah

[Verse 2]

Myself, ain't nobody else who could really tell me how I should live my life, I think I'm alright
I fell deep inside a well
Thinking I can sell myself for the money lights, but there ain't a price, no way
Feel like I'm the next Coldplay
Can't nobody get away except O.J
No escape, guaranteed to hear me on the way
To the radio stations, see me shutting down the stage
Won't change for anybody or anything
Only one goal, to keep them entertained
Got a million people telling me I should refrain from speaking my mind
But my mind is the only thing I can seem to trust these days
People switch up, play the UNO reverse card, yeah
But the worst part is that I love this game, so I just gotta get up my ass and go work hard
Yeah, I'm destined to make it to the top
Fuck making end meets, I'm tryna make 'em best friends
Take my city to the max , like I'm bench pressing
Yeah, that's Omaha, Nebraska, it's me on the west end, Westside
Imma ride until the last breath in my lungs
I give love to my city, never giving up
I've been done for a minute with the bullshit
I'd rather roll this backwood and pretend I'm good
Rather roll this backwood and pretend I'm good
Roll this backwood and pretend I'm good

[Chorus]

Gotta get up
Gotta get up, get it
Gotta go and get it, get it
If you tryna win this mother fucking race
I'm setting the pace, I'm repping the place I grew up, grew up
That's the 402
Tell me what you know about a bitch, you don't know about a thing
I was born in '96, now I'm boarding all these planes
Put my city on the map, E-40 with Da Bay
I ain't taking shit back, full courting every game, yeah

Gotta get up
Gotta get up, get it
Gotta go and get it, get it
If you tryna win this mother fucking race
I'm setting the pace, I'm repping the place I grew up, grew up
That's the 402
Tell me what you know about a bitch, you don't know about a thing
I was born in '96, now I'm boarding all these planes
Put my city on the map, E-40 with Da Bay
I ain't taking shit back, full courting every game, yeah