Chorus:
Go outside and play
Like it was a Saturday
We gon' get it y'all
We gon' get it y'all
We gon' get it and get it until we get it all
Go outside and play
It’s another sunny day
We gon' get it y'all
We gon' get it y'all
We gon' get it and get it until we win it all

Verse 1:
Hallelujah, the waitin’ is done
Have a fun time, unwind, play in the sun
I know you don’t ever play when it comes
To doin’ [“Hey!”] for the funds
But live your life, son, you only get one
And get smart, too, the rest of y’all only get dumb
Which ain’t wrong, play the song, man, you know we get dumb
But at the same time, I been on the grapevine
Talkin’ I’ma make mine march to a different drum
My name's right on the tip of your tongue -- Grip
We give 'em a run, for their money like a greyhound race
I wake up with a blunt and I stay out late
While my career’s in a slump gettin’ straight-out raped
Pour a beer out for those who don’t play our tape
It’s your funeral, hope you like flowers and shit
All praise to myself by the power of Grip
Sha', let the beat build like a pile of bricks, and let's...

Chorus:
Go outside and play
Like it was a Saturday
We gon’ get it y’all
We gon’ get it y’all
We gon’ get it and get it until we get it all
Go outside and play
It’s another sunny day
We gon’ get it y’all
We gon’ get it y'all
You know who I hate, man?
Lames
Lames?

Verse 2:
Lames
I won’t say no names
This ain’t PE, bitch, I don’t play no games
So?
So? We came to conquer the globe
I spit flame like the range on the top of your stove
You keep rockin’ a role that you stole from the top of the polls
I’m just bein’ myself
Are you cool with the fact that your album is wack?
Man, it won’t ever be on my shelf
I can’t believe what I see
I’m trying to build, you would think I was writin’ my will
‘Cuz everybody’s like “Leave it to me”
But they all cash the check, then their asses quit
If I’m upset, I got reason to be
I just wanna recoup
IIt’s hard times, walk a mile in my boots
Aubrey O’Day, I got kicked out of the group
Now I’m out on my own, but I still wild out on a poem
Until I get kicked out of the booth, then I…

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Verse 3:
Hallelujah, we finally arrived, it was times
I thought the sun wouldn’t find me alive
But then another day turns to another day
Turns to another day now, and somehow we survived
And it’s rough when you just can’t provide for the fam
I need a lifeline, and I don’t mean the palm of my hand
At the door I said “I’m in the band”
They still told me to step
I’m like “F that, it’s time for a stand”
It’s time for a plan, I’ve got an idea or two
This is real life, not like you see in the news
It’s unfiltered and raw, file under "Hip-hop" in the store
But it still might give you the blues
And it feels like a change in the weather, we all in together
We better start rowin’ for shore
And I know it for sure, if you wanna walk up to the sun
All you gotta do is open the door, and just…

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