get Along
She like "likkle more, likkle more"
Took you up that way you ain't been before
Closed up ya alley
Cleaning up the backstreet
Meet you at a rally
You probably couldn't ask me
What exactly it was, she won't tell me what the deal is
Out to get the bennys, racks don't care about yo feelings
Stay strong
Hard lover and easy to hate on
See these rappers hate fauna like crackers love Raymond
I'm dapper, so say mom
And she ain't wrong neither
Tryna burn bridges with bouls in an all black Bimmer
Call back the beeper, or you fall back sleeper
We can think about the future 'fore the all black reaper
Tall stack seeker, lover of Earth's prizes
Feeling Bert and Ernie when that curtain up and rises
I'm still wondering where the time go
So I rhyme slow, surfing in the shiloh
When its over and I'm gone
Can you turn up to my song?
Just wanted to know if
If you wanted to get Along?
When its over and I'm dirt
Can I turn up your head nod?
Just wanted to know if
If you wanted to get Along?
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Trips to the train tracks
Chipping at paint cracks
Stiffing a corporation
A vision of pay stacks
Needle out of water
A fish in a haystack
Away with my words
The way the world finna stay mad
And the trot finna stay wack
Stables gone stay full
High horse couldn't dismount
Like a ketamine fable
A Mensch in the cold
Records spin like a Dreidel
Until the show's over
And I'm deader than cable
Forget how to hesitate
Lest they wait and levitate from the bed they made
And regret never taking a second second just to celebrate
Before, every last day the seventh day for ya
Beat ya chest like you wasn't ever born to stay mortal
I could sorta stay cordial, but I'm prone to the fuckry
To the portal like a Chel, when I touch it like rugby
I'm sure it was a skill, I don't ever get lucky
That's until I'm in the dirt knowing these niggas dug me
When its over and I'm gone
Can you turn up to my song?
Just wanted to know if
If you wanted to get Along?
When its over and I'm dirt
Can I turn up your head nod?
Just wanted to know if
If you wanted to get Along?
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Took you up that way you ain't been before
Closed up ya alley
Cleaning up the backstreet
Meet you at a rally
You probably couldn't ask me
What exactly it was, she won't tell me what the deal is
Out to get the bennys, racks don't care about yo feelings
Stay strong
Hard lover and easy to hate on
See these rappers hate fauna like crackers love Raymond
I'm dapper, so say mom
And she ain't wrong neither
Tryna burn bridges with bouls in an all black Bimmer
Call back the beeper, or you fall back sleeper
We can think about the future 'fore the all black reaper
Tall stack seeker, lover of Earth's prizes
Feeling Bert and Ernie when that curtain up and rises
I'm still wondering where the time go
So I rhyme slow, surfing in the shiloh
When its over and I'm gone
Can you turn up to my song?
Just wanted to know if
If you wanted to get Along?
When its over and I'm dirt
Can I turn up your head nod?
Just wanted to know if
If you wanted to get Along?
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Trips to the train tracks
Chipping at paint cracks
Stiffing a corporation
A vision of pay stacks
Needle out of water
A fish in a haystack
Away with my words
The way the world finna stay mad
And the trot finna stay wack
Stables gone stay full
High horse couldn't dismount
Like a ketamine fable
A Mensch in the cold
Records spin like a Dreidel
Until the show's over
And I'm deader than cable
Forget how to hesitate
Lest they wait and levitate from the bed they made
And regret never taking a second second just to celebrate
Before, every last day the seventh day for ya
Beat ya chest like you wasn't ever born to stay mortal
I could sorta stay cordial, but I'm prone to the fuckry
To the portal like a Chel, when I touch it like rugby
I'm sure it was a skill, I don't ever get lucky
That's until I'm in the dirt knowing these niggas dug me
When its over and I'm gone
Can you turn up to my song?
Just wanted to know if
If you wanted to get Along?
When its over and I'm dirt
Can I turn up your head nod?
Just wanted to know if
If you wanted to get Along?
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Get Along, get Along
Credits
Writer(s): Freeman Rabb
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