Get It

[Chorus: beez.]
They wonder
When my time gon' come?
No more wait!
Fuck the hold up
I've been practicing the pull-up
Found the bounce, the mattress fuller
They tryn' spring up off some shoulders
I fuck with a bunch real ones
When I'm gone they say it's real here
Man they always tell me go'on get it
Go'on, go'on get it
Best advice I got was go'on get it
Go'on go'on get it
Bet the niggas round me with it
I'ma hold it down for them
Cause all these niggas hardly genuine

[Verse 1: beez.]
Never worried bout the fashion
Only worry how its fashioned
Only worried bout the passion
Only family and the faction
Wanted me for a commercial
Sir I do not do no acting
Jon be whippin in the Acura
Man sometimes I feel I'm crashing
But that thing feel like heaven
& yea she gon' get it
Yea she get it
Get it like she left the check
Dont confuse me nigga, hit the line direct
Thought you was the plug
But I can't find connection
'Tween you and the dope
I Treat the boards like shit was a stove
I'm dodging folks like I got it on me
Like I might do a bid for these quotes
Guess we both out here tryna hit a quota
I've been more motivated
Paranoid though
I've been driving myself crazy
Tryna make it perfect
No such thing as perfect
Working really just won't without a purpose
Still Itch to scratch the surface
Might flood the gates with the waaave let em surf it
My niggas deserve it
You haters gon' deserve it
They wonder when my time gon' come