Way Up
Paimon give me a dope beat like
Yuh, TJ, 16, do me right yeah, yeah
Got me feelin way up
Got the money on my mind
I can flip a couple verses
Make them bitches lose they mind
I'm feelin way up
Ooh yeah yeah
Got me feelin way up
Feel the pressure all the time
But it never makes a difference
Homie I just let it slide
I'm feelin way up
Way up
Way up
Way up
I can supply the minimal
When I do the most it's criminal
People all hate its cynical
Tryna take it all away it's pitiful
I can not borrow today (day)
Feel like they all wanna taste (taste)
Now I feel stuck in a maze (maze)
True to the Circle Ting
Walk in the mall today (yeah)
Wanna buy everything (yeah)
I need a diamond chain (yeah)
Some of the flashy things (yeah)
See Designer, Timmy Turner
Put the pot to the burner
See the dust wheels turnin
See the friction smell the burnin
Put your hands on my body
Lookin like a baddy
Took you from the party
We had our own party
Said put your hands on my body
Lookin like a baddy
Took you from the party
We had our own party yeah
So exotic
When she ride it
Take her time
Do it right
She so exotic
When she ride it
She take her time
She do me right
Got me feelin way up
Got the money on my mind
I can flip a couple verses
Make them bitches lose they mind
I'm feelin way up
Ooh yeah yeah
Got me feelin way up
Feel the pressure all the time
But it never makes a difference
Homie I just let it slide
I'm feelin way up
Way up
Way up
Way up
I said what the fuck you mad for?
I chase the mind and the paper you missed the info
I got the time and the balance I keep it ten toes
And I don't see the irrelevant like a blindfold
That's just the way it goes, yeah
I can see the circle movin keep it tight and never let em tell you no
Grind alone and keep it extra watch the haters wanna come and steal the flow
We ain't in the same boats
In the city we the goats
All my people ready levels hot and heavy you do not want any smoke
Kamikaze with the kill
Bitch came gave her chills
We do not sign any deals
Nothin shy of a mill
Red pill blue pill
Let me know if it's real
Roll it up for the feels
Take our talents to the hills
Yeah yeah
So exotic
When she ride it
Take her time
Do it right
She So exotic
When she ride it
She take her time
She do me right
Got me feelin way up
Got the money on my mind
I can flip a couple verses
Make them bitches lose they mind
I'm feelin way up
Ooh yeah yeah
Got me feelin way up
Feel the pressure all the time
But it never makes a difference
Homie I just let it slide
I'm feelin way up
Way up
Way up
Way up
Yuh, TJ, 16, do me right yeah, yeah
Got me feelin way up
Got the money on my mind
I can flip a couple verses
Make them bitches lose they mind
I'm feelin way up
Ooh yeah yeah
Got me feelin way up
Feel the pressure all the time
But it never makes a difference
Homie I just let it slide
I'm feelin way up
Way up
Way up
Way up
I can supply the minimal
When I do the most it's criminal
People all hate its cynical
Tryna take it all away it's pitiful
I can not borrow today (day)
Feel like they all wanna taste (taste)
Now I feel stuck in a maze (maze)
True to the Circle Ting
Walk in the mall today (yeah)
Wanna buy everything (yeah)
I need a diamond chain (yeah)
Some of the flashy things (yeah)
See Designer, Timmy Turner
Put the pot to the burner
See the dust wheels turnin
See the friction smell the burnin
Put your hands on my body
Lookin like a baddy
Took you from the party
We had our own party
Said put your hands on my body
Lookin like a baddy
Took you from the party
We had our own party yeah
So exotic
When she ride it
Take her time
Do it right
She so exotic
When she ride it
She take her time
She do me right
Got me feelin way up
Got the money on my mind
I can flip a couple verses
Make them bitches lose they mind
I'm feelin way up
Ooh yeah yeah
Got me feelin way up
Feel the pressure all the time
But it never makes a difference
Homie I just let it slide
I'm feelin way up
Way up
Way up
Way up
I said what the fuck you mad for?
I chase the mind and the paper you missed the info
I got the time and the balance I keep it ten toes
And I don't see the irrelevant like a blindfold
That's just the way it goes, yeah
I can see the circle movin keep it tight and never let em tell you no
Grind alone and keep it extra watch the haters wanna come and steal the flow
We ain't in the same boats
In the city we the goats
All my people ready levels hot and heavy you do not want any smoke
Kamikaze with the kill
Bitch came gave her chills
We do not sign any deals
Nothin shy of a mill
Red pill blue pill
Let me know if it's real
Roll it up for the feels
Take our talents to the hills
Yeah yeah
So exotic
When she ride it
Take her time
Do it right
She So exotic
When she ride it
She take her time
She do me right
Got me feelin way up
Got the money on my mind
I can flip a couple verses
Make them bitches lose they mind
I'm feelin way up
Ooh yeah yeah
Got me feelin way up
Feel the pressure all the time
But it never makes a difference
Homie I just let it slide
I'm feelin way up
Way up
Way up
Way up
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Writer(s): Tyler Lloyd
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