Up 2 Sumthing
Running me out, suit for yourself don't be running me down
Onto the gram wanna marry me now
Baby I'm sorry I'm not for the clout
Smooth like the surface I'm sliding it out
Stressing myself out I'm putting on pounds
Lighting it up yeah I do it year round
You wanna clap but ain't hear for the sound
I got a picture I'm painting it now
Yeah got it down but the colors are loud
Solar my system when I hit the town
If you got a bag then you know it's allowed
Got my thumbprint on the big blue hundreds
Shawty gone eat you can tell by her stomach
Put up the numbers and ball like its nothing
Head on her shoulders yeah she up to something
Calling my phone what you want with it now
Leave a voicemail at the tone of the sound
Trying to keep cool I'm lifting a pound
Listen to yourself and toning it down
Swipe with a broom
Kicking off one of my shoes
Leaping my foot to the room
Closing the door behind me
Yeah I need some time I'm confused
(Okay)
Walking on the wall who say
Cant even go outside ain't safe
Look at the time its late
I had to grind til this day
Put in the time for the cake
A lot on my mind in the race
Going up got to open my case
Running me out, suit for yourself don't be running me down
Onto the gram wanna marry me now
Baby I'm sorry I'm not for the clout
Smooth like the surface I'm sliding it out
Stressing myself out I'm putting on pounds
Lighting it up yeah I do it year round
You wanna clap but ain't hear for the sound
I got a picture I'm painting it now
Yeah got it down but the colors are loud
Solar my system when I hit the town
If you got a bag then you know its allowed
Got my thumbprint on the big blue hundreds
Shawty gone eat you can tell by her stomach
Put up the numbers and ball like its nothing
Head on her shoulders yeah she up to something
I did it all with my eyes closed
Now its that time for the time zone
Making it up going down the road
I knew something would ruin the show
Kept telling myself that I was done
But you know I'm on the run
Keeping it on cause I do it for fun
Keep it on top like your hair in a bun
Scratching it out, moving the time and I'm moving them out
Hate its too quiet, my conscious too loud
The way I be thinking can't figure it out
Yeah I'm on my time
Got a swing on the right vine
Got a call to the right line
You an apple but you not a pine to me
Running me out, suit for yourself don't be running me down
Onto the gram wanna marry me now
Baby I'm sorry I'm not for the clout
Smooth like the surface I'm sliding it out
Stressing myself out I'm putting on pounds
Lighting it up yeah I do it year round
You wanna clap but ain't hear for the sound
I got a picture I'm painting it now
Yeah got it down but the colors are loud
Solar my system when I hit the town
If you got a bag then you know its allowed
Got my thumbprint on the big blue hundreds
Shawty gone eat you can tell by her stomach
Put up the numbers and ball like its nothing
Head on her shoulders yeah she up to something
Onto the gram wanna marry me now
Baby I'm sorry I'm not for the clout
Smooth like the surface I'm sliding it out
Stressing myself out I'm putting on pounds
Lighting it up yeah I do it year round
You wanna clap but ain't hear for the sound
I got a picture I'm painting it now
Yeah got it down but the colors are loud
Solar my system when I hit the town
If you got a bag then you know it's allowed
Got my thumbprint on the big blue hundreds
Shawty gone eat you can tell by her stomach
Put up the numbers and ball like its nothing
Head on her shoulders yeah she up to something
Calling my phone what you want with it now
Leave a voicemail at the tone of the sound
Trying to keep cool I'm lifting a pound
Listen to yourself and toning it down
Swipe with a broom
Kicking off one of my shoes
Leaping my foot to the room
Closing the door behind me
Yeah I need some time I'm confused
(Okay)
Walking on the wall who say
Cant even go outside ain't safe
Look at the time its late
I had to grind til this day
Put in the time for the cake
A lot on my mind in the race
Going up got to open my case
Running me out, suit for yourself don't be running me down
Onto the gram wanna marry me now
Baby I'm sorry I'm not for the clout
Smooth like the surface I'm sliding it out
Stressing myself out I'm putting on pounds
Lighting it up yeah I do it year round
You wanna clap but ain't hear for the sound
I got a picture I'm painting it now
Yeah got it down but the colors are loud
Solar my system when I hit the town
If you got a bag then you know its allowed
Got my thumbprint on the big blue hundreds
Shawty gone eat you can tell by her stomach
Put up the numbers and ball like its nothing
Head on her shoulders yeah she up to something
I did it all with my eyes closed
Now its that time for the time zone
Making it up going down the road
I knew something would ruin the show
Kept telling myself that I was done
But you know I'm on the run
Keeping it on cause I do it for fun
Keep it on top like your hair in a bun
Scratching it out, moving the time and I'm moving them out
Hate its too quiet, my conscious too loud
The way I be thinking can't figure it out
Yeah I'm on my time
Got a swing on the right vine
Got a call to the right line
You an apple but you not a pine to me
Running me out, suit for yourself don't be running me down
Onto the gram wanna marry me now
Baby I'm sorry I'm not for the clout
Smooth like the surface I'm sliding it out
Stressing myself out I'm putting on pounds
Lighting it up yeah I do it year round
You wanna clap but ain't hear for the sound
I got a picture I'm painting it now
Yeah got it down but the colors are loud
Solar my system when I hit the town
If you got a bag then you know its allowed
Got my thumbprint on the big blue hundreds
Shawty gone eat you can tell by her stomach
Put up the numbers and ball like its nothing
Head on her shoulders yeah she up to something
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Writer(s): Justin Fuller
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