Way Up (feat. Leak)
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Whatever it takes We gotta make it whatever it takes N****s be talkin', but n****s be fake I can see all of that shit in they face Why you talkin n***a? Get you some cake Why you walkin? You was just in a Wraith I feel you brodie, you just made a mistake But I hope you copped ya mother a place, n***a F*ck is you tellin' me I'm ballin' hard where the referee N***s be sleep, they would ever eat F*ck wit my dogs, you get pedigreed Can't think of nobody ahead of me Me and my homies, we feel like we heavenly I don't need to live out in Beverly No diamond will make me a better me, n***a You don't want smoke wit my guys You don't want smoke You don't want smoke wit me guys My n****s be rollin', we smokin', we hopin' For niggas to just try to come on these sides Doin' this shit for the change Most of these niggas do this for the fame But I am remaining the same All of these n****s say it but they playin' They hop on the jet and the plane And they forget all the shit they was sayin' Now all of they mans is lookin' like shit is a shame Watch when I see him I'm takin' his chain and his bag Better not play wit the cash N****s be waitin' for u to lack And they shootin like Dame better Dash It's whatever Wait Wave Wave (Skrrr) How can I lose when I came here with nothin'? I cannot trust these n****s they be frontin' Used to pray just to get me a hunnid Now all of this money be coming in bunches I'm in Phillipe, I'm chowing on lunches Baby I'm balling that's end of discussion Let's have our own party right after the function I just want ya head game to be on concussion Yeah, wait If you ain't heard from me, sorry My mind been on the 'rarri I been chilling with Amari Been a while since I partied Young baller like Jabari Ya man lamer than Safari Playing games that's Atari Mercedes drippy when I park her Like to purr when I start her Learned to flex from my Momma Learned the hustle from my father Put designer on my joggers You know I ball like the Dodgers I don't talk to Your Honors That sound like a money problem, right I flex I and ball hard All these bitches be on me like, Oh God My shorty in Goyard She be drippy and wetter than four of y'all If she take her clothes off Ima give her that dick then doze off She know that we gettin' money In the Winter/Summer we be froze all year Froze all year I get to the money you don't gotta count it my nigga You know it's all there These n****s ain't even wanna believe me but n***a I told y'all
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Written by: Damar VanPutten, Malik McIntyre
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