Big K.R.I.T. – Pick Yourself Up Lyrics

Pick Yourself Up Lyrics by Big K.R.I.T

[Hook/Chorus]
Pick yourself up
Ain’t nobody helping no broke a-s n—a
No broke a-s b—h, no broke a-s n—a
No broke a-s n—a, no broke a-s b—h, no
Pick yourself up, pick yourself up
Pick yourself up, pick yourself up
No broke a-s n—a, pick yourself up, pick yourself up
No broke a-s b—h, pick yourself up, pick yourself up

[Verse 1]
Income tax check, you blow that s–t
Buy that foreign, they repo that s–t
She leave your d–k dry, that ain’t your b—h
Your partners made it rain but you ain’t tip
Lame n—a, fame get ya nuthing but cameras and lights
Money on the table you want friends and likes
Swipe up, wipe down, all the fresh for sale
Ain’t no handouts here, n—a you can’t tell
I’m I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T n—a you can’t spell
What you know ’bout me, I don’t know ’bout free
Money fall like leaves, better climb that tree
Pick yourself up

[Hook/Chorus]
Pick yourself up
Ain’t nobody helping no broke a-s n—a
No broke a-s b—h, no broke n—a
No broke a-s n—a, no broke a-s b—h, no
Pick yourself up, pick yourself up
No broke a-s n—a, pick yourself up, pick yourself up
No broke a-s b—h, pick yourself up, pick yourself up

[Verse 2]
I was sitting on the curb by my grandma yard
Dopeboys drive by, I’m like that’s my car
Fast forward, stack for it, n—a that’s my car
Push button, automatic, b—h I own that start
Dime back, I don’t bend, I don’t starve for mine
Will rap for a mil, coulda had that sign
Ride dirty, late night, coulda had that time
Way up high, drop top, you can’t have this shine
Aw mane, cold game, if these walls could talk
They say “stack that s–t, n—a get that vault”
Youngin say he f—-d up, that s–t ain’t my fault
N—a pay them dues, n—a pay that cost
Pick yourself up

[Hook/Chorus]
Pick yourself up
Ain’t nobody helping no broke a-s n—a
No broke a-s b—h, no broke n—a
No broke a-s n—a, no broke a-s b—h, no
Pick yourself up, pick yourself up
No broke a-s n—a, pick yourself up, pick yourself up
No broke a-s b—h, pick yourself up, pick yourself up

[Verse 3]
Weave right, edges right, but your bills ain’t paid
Sugar daddy fly you out but you still can’t stay
Overnight, Gucci bag, you back on that plane
He married, you mad that you got played
Think you run one game, he ain’t called you since
Homegirls got change but you call them lame
Cause they got that foreign, they buy all they clothes
They don’t need no man, but you still that hoe
Every man you f–k with tryna sow his oats
Every man you f–k with f–k then catch ghosts
Cause the cars they drive like a moth to flame
You ain’t pimping the game tryna f–k for change
Pick yourself up

[Hook/Chorus]
Pick yourself up
Ain’t nobody helping no broke a-s n—a
No broke a-s b—h, no broke n—a
No broke a-s n—a, no broke a-s b—h, no
Pick yourself up, pick yourself up
No broke a-s n—a, pick yourself up, pick yourself up
No broke a-s b—h, pick yourself up, pick yourself up