Goin Up

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Ride my own wave, I never tried to fit in
Goin' up this sum houston rocket shit
Bitch, I gotta win
Ballin hard
Think my twin might be Jeremy Lin
Ballin hard
Think my twin might be Jeremy Lin
They say Dee, where you at
They say Dee let me hop up in your bag
Drillin' shit, Andrei Kirilenko
I come with extended mags
Talkin' hot, better stop it
I might have to pull your flag
Hopped in the game, kickin' shit, Shawn Michaels
I ain't kill that boy, career
It was dead on arrival
Done played yourself, nigga
Could've been goin' up with me
You was just in my phone, Sayin
Dee can you mix me
Bitch, I'm up now
I don't got time, im too busy
Bout to slime your ass, on God
Shout out to Drizzy
Spotlight on me
Sum like like red dots on a glizzy
Ride my wave ain't never tried to fit in
Goin' up, this some Houston Rocket shit
Bitch, I gotta win
Ballin hard
Think my twin might be Jeremy Lin
Ballin hard
Think my twin might be Jeremy Lin
I up the pole, 100 clip
Keep the ruger jumpin
Chop make me spaz, can't control
Keep the niggas runnin
Chop way too big, like Mark Henry
It just keep on eatin
I paint the chop red and gave it horns
Now the top a demon
He say that he the devil
Test his theory, start burnin' shit
Give you clips for free if I want it
Ain't no earnin this
You can hear it in my voice
Hit the stu, on my swervo shit
Expensive cars, drivin' fast whips
Customize the Lambo, just to repaint the bitch
Game sleepin' on me, gotta just take the bitch
You can pray on my downfall, but Im made for this
757, gotta put on for my city
Had reached dreams since a youngin', I was itty-bitty
Niggas hate to see you eatin
R.I.P. out to Nipsey
Do my thing, I'm a smooth criminal
I don't give clout to randos, I don't do subliminals
If you bout that action, then you know where I'm at
But you don't want these problems, I'ma just keep it a stack
Three plus three down, put you in a pack
Dance on your grave and then I put you on a track
I up the pole, 100 clip, keep the ruger jumpin
Chop make me spaz, can't control, keep the niggas runnin
Chop way too big, like Mark Henry, it jus keep on eatin
I paint the chop red and gave it horns
Now the chop a demon
Ride my own wave, ain't never tried to fit in
Goin' up this sum Houston Rocket shit , bitch, I gotta win
Ballin hard
Think my twin might be Jeremy Lin
Somebody tell them boys, bitch, I
Ride my own wave, I never tried to fit in

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