Up
Just another day in these filthy sweet Atlanta streets
Back on a greenback hunt
One for the money and two for the loot
You want to run with bulls, best tie your shoe
I make all your dreams and nightmares come true
I've got all that I want, now I've got you
Now get back on your feet like giraffe, elephant, a kangaroo
Can't come through with these promise
Less you cool, less you know the who's who, ha
You're in my world now, I make the rules
I say who lives, I say who die, I push the button
I save the kids, delete the crew
Call me John Q, call me Olu
Bitches have arrived
Deal another high, sexin' in the sky
Make whoopie, make way for the motherfuckin' guy
Alright
Well, alright
See, I go loco for my freedom
It's the only thing that's real these days
No fear, no shame, matter fact let's get this straight
That ain't no rapper (nooo)
See triumph come from dyin'
Some enjoy come from cryin'
Sometime healing come from killin'
Rich shit, nigga shit, climb on up, die for
Rich shit, nigga shit, climb on up, never fold
Rich shit, nigga shit, climb on up, die for
Rich shit, nigga shit, climb on up, never fold
Yeah I'm up
You pussies thought that I was down, no, no, no
Yeah I'm up
I gotta gotta, I gotta gotta, I gotta gotta
Gotta say that I'm up
Ah-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Said I'm up (la-la-la-la-la, yeah)
Okay, roll the dice, baby need a new pair of shoes
Famous overnight
Nigga these people don't care 'bout you
Came up in the jungle
Gotta get my partners out the zoo
What's the price of love?
Can't talk about that, my taxes due, haha
Roll the dice, baby need a new pair of shoes
Famous overnight
Nigga these people don't care 'bout you
Came up in the jungle
Gotta get my partners out the zoo
What's the price of love?
Okay look, paid dues, no more fake news
I'ma do everything that they said that I can't do
Miss me with that artificial
Baby I ain't fooled by the filters or the angles
You don't know yourself, when you come into some wealth
You the type to let it change you
All I'm sayin', make money don't let money make you
Okay, motherfucker let her talk about all he ever wanted like it ever matter
When the house come back it collect the debt
Oh I bet you thought you were educated
Bet you thought that you escaped the mess
An' lyin' to yourself, you the greatest actor
Round of applause, round of applause
Gemini, two-faced, Cancer, got claws
Life is a cartoon I did not draw
I'm takin' hiatus, wettin' they palm
My whip had a certain je ne sais quoi
Pull up on your bitch like, "Excuse my French"
Fuck what you thought
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? Ce soir, take no days off
Ain't no problem that I can't solve, what you made of, huh?
But yeah I'm up (yeah, yeah)
You pussies thought that I was down, no, no, no (yeah, yeah)
Yeah I'm up
I gotta gotta, I gotta gotta, I gotta gotta
Gotta say that I'm up
Ah-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Said I'm up (yeah)
Back on a greenback hunt
One for the money and two for the loot
You want to run with bulls, best tie your shoe
I make all your dreams and nightmares come true
I've got all that I want, now I've got you
Now get back on your feet like giraffe, elephant, a kangaroo
Can't come through with these promise
Less you cool, less you know the who's who, ha
You're in my world now, I make the rules
I say who lives, I say who die, I push the button
I save the kids, delete the crew
Call me John Q, call me Olu
Bitches have arrived
Deal another high, sexin' in the sky
Make whoopie, make way for the motherfuckin' guy
Alright
Well, alright
See, I go loco for my freedom
It's the only thing that's real these days
No fear, no shame, matter fact let's get this straight
That ain't no rapper (nooo)
See triumph come from dyin'
Some enjoy come from cryin'
Sometime healing come from killin'
Rich shit, nigga shit, climb on up, die for
Rich shit, nigga shit, climb on up, never fold
Rich shit, nigga shit, climb on up, die for
Rich shit, nigga shit, climb on up, never fold
Yeah I'm up
You pussies thought that I was down, no, no, no
Yeah I'm up
I gotta gotta, I gotta gotta, I gotta gotta
Gotta say that I'm up
Ah-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Said I'm up (la-la-la-la-la, yeah)
Okay, roll the dice, baby need a new pair of shoes
Famous overnight
Nigga these people don't care 'bout you
Came up in the jungle
Gotta get my partners out the zoo
What's the price of love?
Can't talk about that, my taxes due, haha
Roll the dice, baby need a new pair of shoes
Famous overnight
Nigga these people don't care 'bout you
Came up in the jungle
Gotta get my partners out the zoo
What's the price of love?
Okay look, paid dues, no more fake news
I'ma do everything that they said that I can't do
Miss me with that artificial
Baby I ain't fooled by the filters or the angles
You don't know yourself, when you come into some wealth
You the type to let it change you
All I'm sayin', make money don't let money make you
Okay, motherfucker let her talk about all he ever wanted like it ever matter
When the house come back it collect the debt
Oh I bet you thought you were educated
Bet you thought that you escaped the mess
An' lyin' to yourself, you the greatest actor
Round of applause, round of applause
Gemini, two-faced, Cancer, got claws
Life is a cartoon I did not draw
I'm takin' hiatus, wettin' they palm
My whip had a certain je ne sais quoi
Pull up on your bitch like, "Excuse my French"
Fuck what you thought
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? Ce soir, take no days off
Ain't no problem that I can't solve, what you made of, huh?
But yeah I'm up (yeah, yeah)
You pussies thought that I was down, no, no, no (yeah, yeah)
Yeah I'm up
I gotta gotta, I gotta gotta, I gotta gotta
Gotta say that I'm up
Ah-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Said I'm up (yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Olu O. Fann, Eian Undrai Parker, Ugur Tig, Edward Florian Jr Davadi
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