Pack Up
I ain't even from the same block you from
But I bet I got the same house you got
And my bed could have been a fucking foutone
But I bet I got the same rest you got
Man my mama used to stain out my shoe box
I shoulda carried 'caine in my tube sox
Instead I put the flowers in the juice box
Still bringing heat up out the juke box
I want the money plenty more and nothing less
We hit a different function if she over dress
I got it in my mind that I'm the fucking best
And I don't take, I administrate the fucking test
And mentioning my name you gone show respect
I'm coming for dignity with nothing more and nothing less
Feelin hella lucky when I wake up
And I ain't on the phone when I cake up
I know yo shit backed up
This yo time get yo shit packed up
They try and mix match us
We just chillin and they dispatch us
They shooting kickbacks up
I can't chill wit my kicks back up, hold up
This shit been wacked up
We just fall then we get back up
Yea I'm prolly from the same block you from
But I ain't got the same goals you got
You was on that queen mattress or that foutone
I had to make a fucking pallet on a solid rock
Type the real out on my screen and I make it rock
Screaming money ain't a thing and that's word to Pac
I feel like I'm moving bricks and that's word to Ye tho
Call me Pablo or El Chapo I be spitting yeyo
And I'll start a fucking fight before I start a rumor
Leave the gossip to the shot throwing sharp shooters
12 was on him had to drop the O up in the sewer
I saw defeat but ima treat her like I never knew her
Cuz that bitch ain't take a toll on me
I'm knowing that I'm right here where I'm 'pose to be
Just hold me down but down but don't smother when you holding me
I let me hunger and my goals take control of me
And I'm like hold up
I know yo shit backed up
This yo time get yo shit packed up
They try and mix match us
We just chillin and they dispatch us
They shooting kickbacks up
I can't chill wit my kicks back up
This shit been wacked up
We just fall and we get back up
Hold up
It's Fadah
Yeah yeah
I say, this shit been wacked up
We just fall and we get back up
They try and mismatch us
We just chillin and they dispatch us
Hollup
But I bet I got the same house you got
And my bed could have been a fucking foutone
But I bet I got the same rest you got
Man my mama used to stain out my shoe box
I shoulda carried 'caine in my tube sox
Instead I put the flowers in the juice box
Still bringing heat up out the juke box
I want the money plenty more and nothing less
We hit a different function if she over dress
I got it in my mind that I'm the fucking best
And I don't take, I administrate the fucking test
And mentioning my name you gone show respect
I'm coming for dignity with nothing more and nothing less
Feelin hella lucky when I wake up
And I ain't on the phone when I cake up
I know yo shit backed up
This yo time get yo shit packed up
They try and mix match us
We just chillin and they dispatch us
They shooting kickbacks up
I can't chill wit my kicks back up, hold up
This shit been wacked up
We just fall then we get back up
Yea I'm prolly from the same block you from
But I ain't got the same goals you got
You was on that queen mattress or that foutone
I had to make a fucking pallet on a solid rock
Type the real out on my screen and I make it rock
Screaming money ain't a thing and that's word to Pac
I feel like I'm moving bricks and that's word to Ye tho
Call me Pablo or El Chapo I be spitting yeyo
And I'll start a fucking fight before I start a rumor
Leave the gossip to the shot throwing sharp shooters
12 was on him had to drop the O up in the sewer
I saw defeat but ima treat her like I never knew her
Cuz that bitch ain't take a toll on me
I'm knowing that I'm right here where I'm 'pose to be
Just hold me down but down but don't smother when you holding me
I let me hunger and my goals take control of me
And I'm like hold up
I know yo shit backed up
This yo time get yo shit packed up
They try and mix match us
We just chillin and they dispatch us
They shooting kickbacks up
I can't chill wit my kicks back up
This shit been wacked up
We just fall and we get back up
Hold up
It's Fadah
Yeah yeah
I say, this shit been wacked up
We just fall and we get back up
They try and mismatch us
We just chillin and they dispatch us
Hollup
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Writer(s): Malik Brown
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