Way Up
I'm onna mission
I'm thanking god that I'm living
Imma get money wit all of my niggas
And I want a million
Imma just marry my bitch and put up with her feelings
And they know the difference
I'm Trynna cover the holes that I have in my ceiling
And from the beginning I always knew a nigga would be wayyyy up (Way)
I want a bag so tell every label
I need them to pay up (Pay up)
I'm onna dash I ain't goin fall imma just stay up
I'm the type to fuck a nigga bitch
Mama got the bm for da whip
In and out the flow it's just a gift
Gotta get the fam a bigger crib
Gave her the magnum but she keep on planning for having a baby (She crazy)
Imma go levion bell if
She ever try to play me
I go Jeffery Jeffery dahmer crazy
All my niggas dogs and they got rabes
I can't go to Morgan I ain't Tracy
But we study stepping like the navy
I listen to rappers I know that there music ain't even like half mine (Half)
You being to loud in the city get blown away just like a dandelion (Ba boom)
You never was real I see that you changing when it's different people around
I do not know where it's going But I can just tell that it's going down
I'm the realest nigga I'm the one and only
Why you playing round baby put it on me
On the paper chase I did it by my lonely
I do everything for her and then my homie
You already know a nigga lit
I just copped another huey fit
You be talking bitches that u get
I be talking bitches that I hit
Imma gorilla I just fucked a nigga sister (Bitch)
I want da skrilla I ain't in to pictures
This ain't no filla catch the drip like a brella
You can come over the crib but just know that we ain't together (We not)
That's real talk know I'm the shit you can see in my walk
And Im a real one don't judge worth by the shit that I bought (For sure)
I'm painting pictures 12 stories nigga this is real art
And I ain't the biggest nigga but I always showed I had a big heart
I never loved her so I don't know what she be lying for (Why)
But I love my craft that's the only thing that I'm dying for (For real)
Imma give my last imma youngin coming from bodymore (The land)
When nana passed that's the only thing I was crying for
I'm thanking god that I'm living
Imma get money wit all of my niggas
And I want a million
Imma just marry my bitch and put up with her feelings
And they know the difference
I'm Trynna cover the holes that I have in my ceiling
And from the beginning I always knew a nigga would be wayyyy up (Way)
I want a bag so tell every label
I need them to pay up (Pay up)
I'm onna dash I ain't goin fall imma just stay up
I'm the type to fuck a nigga bitch
Mama got the bm for da whip
In and out the flow it's just a gift
Gotta get the fam a bigger crib
Gave her the magnum but she keep on planning for having a baby (She crazy)
Imma go levion bell if
She ever try to play me
I go Jeffery Jeffery dahmer crazy
All my niggas dogs and they got rabes
I can't go to Morgan I ain't Tracy
But we study stepping like the navy
I listen to rappers I know that there music ain't even like half mine (Half)
You being to loud in the city get blown away just like a dandelion (Ba boom)
You never was real I see that you changing when it's different people around
I do not know where it's going But I can just tell that it's going down
I'm the realest nigga I'm the one and only
Why you playing round baby put it on me
On the paper chase I did it by my lonely
I do everything for her and then my homie
You already know a nigga lit
I just copped another huey fit
You be talking bitches that u get
I be talking bitches that I hit
Imma gorilla I just fucked a nigga sister (Bitch)
I want da skrilla I ain't in to pictures
This ain't no filla catch the drip like a brella
You can come over the crib but just know that we ain't together (We not)
That's real talk know I'm the shit you can see in my walk
And Im a real one don't judge worth by the shit that I bought (For sure)
I'm painting pictures 12 stories nigga this is real art
And I ain't the biggest nigga but I always showed I had a big heart
I never loved her so I don't know what she be lying for (Why)
But I love my craft that's the only thing that I'm dying for (For real)
Imma give my last imma youngin coming from bodymore (The land)
When nana passed that's the only thing I was crying for
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Writer(s): William Jennings
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