Way Up

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Started from the bottom now we way up (way up)
 And I got the baddest bitches staged up (staged up)
 Ain't no fucking playing we ain't gameboys
 Now we got a name they wanna frame us
 They say that you keep a third eye
 All these niggas ain't gon' ride
 All these hoes gon' wanna sign
 Now they playing both sides
 Met a nigga traumatized
 Mama told me, "Bae don't cry"
 Now, they gon' whippin' a pie
 I'm too high up in the sky, ain't no way for me to lie
 Nigga disrespect the code, but I'm sticking to the plan
 I be marching with an army, I might pull up with a bad bitch
 I got that good molly saying color is the same
 Is you gon' ride, u gon' slide baby tell me what it is
 Bitch I need some real love, if it's fake I'll disappear
 I know I'm the greatest ever, I just need someone to hear
 Hit my knees and sell percs
 Ah, only man I felt
 Yea, we dem niggas that's going stealth
 Far me go, we ain't felt
 Now you tryna be the man
 Give 'em tonic
 Show they hand
 No, they really not your friend
 Worried 'bout your Benjamins
 I was sitting in the can
 Now I'm droppin' another jam
 I don't really need no friends
 I'm a real solo man (solo man)
 I'm a real solo man (solo man)
 I'm real solo man (solo man, solo, solo man)
 Cracked a nigga mella tops
 Payed to see his body drop
 Thought I really own the block
 Toting P's 'n toting blocks
 Caught my nigga on the run
 Can't even come and see his son
 Who you think he askin' for?
 Daddy ain't mess him up
 Ride, slide, baby what it is
 If you down to hold me down
 I won't even need a pill
 I ain't even gotta throw it
 I throw away the drugs
 Purple ain't got all my heart
 I replaced it with the love
 I'ma stepper, I leave a nigga body on the kerb
 Bitch I'm pulling up from deep
 You should call me Larry bird
 Bitch I'm pulling up from dee
 They should put me in the game
 Bitch I'm pulling up from deep
 Headshot I'm in the range
 She think I'ma bite, she gon' ride me
 I'm the man in my city fuck a high, p
 I'm the man in my city, who gon' sign me?
 On the road chasing paper where you find me
 Started from the bottom now we way up (way up)
 And I got the baddest bitches staged up (staged up)
 Ain't no fucking playing we ain't gameboys
 Now we got a name they wanna frame us
 They say that you keep a third eye
 All these niggas ain't gon' ride
 All these hoes gon' wanna sign
 Now they playing both sides
 Met a nigga traumatized
 Mama told me, "Bae don't cry"
 Now, they gon' whippin' a pie
 Feelin' me bruh?
 It's the street life
 You know nuttin' 'bout that
 Stay on the push, live rough
 Rough!
 I done it like that
 

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Duration
02:41
Key
1
Tempo
95 BPM

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