Up

Tryin get some style points
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

Yo
You gon hear my voice
You ain't got no choice
Know you can't avoid
I know i'm your boy
I feel like its up
Yeah they ain't making noise
I feel like its up
I feel like its up

You gon hear my voice
You ain't got no choice
Know you can't avoid
I know i'm your boy
I feel like its up
Yeah they ain't making noise
I feel like its up
I feel like its up
Yeah yeah

You know I lighted the way (yeah)
Keeping a eye on the safe (yeah)
Working a 9 to 8 (yeah)
Hoping I find a way (yeah)
Niggas decide to hate (yeah)
Thinking its making em cool (yeah)
Shit is a slimy game (yeah)
But i'm a change the rules (yeah)
Had a dream in that bitch I had everything
I'm a king stuffing leaves full of kerosine
Scary scenes make these beams feel like therapy
Carry G's make a bitch wanna Karen me
Clocking cabbage, cheese, lettuce, and fettuccine
No casine' when I say I need a pair of queens
Its some niggas do you mean for Amiri jeans
Very clean case a bitch wanna Karen me
Hit your block (yeah)
Wont miss a mark (yeah)
I'm on my job (yeah)
Need bigger knots (yeah)
Its getting hot (yeah)
Need bigger pots (yeah)
This kitchen cook (yeah)
Fuck if they look (aye)

You gon hear my voice
You ain't got no choice
Know you can't avoid
I know i'm your boy
I feel like its up
Yeah they ain't making noise
I feel like its up
I feel like its up

You gon hear my voice
You ain't got no choice
Know you can't avoid
I know i'm your boy
I feel like its up
Yeah they ain't making noise
I feel like its up
I feel like its up
Yeah yeah



Credits
Writer(s): James Harper
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