Up

Gotta look up
I don't want to be down
All the blessings I have
Gotta look up
Gotta tell you how I feel, can't cover up
Told my homie stop downing that syrup
Also going through a break up
But you gotta get passed that
If you feeling down, gotta pray for backup
Can't listen to buttercup
Gotta forget about it stir up
(Look up)
Gotta get passed that
In 7th grade, it was a lie
Bitches asses lookin kinda fat
Late night on snapchat
Fakes buggin like some gnats
They are not real, they are rats (yessir)
Bitch crying cause she flat
Might as well go get an implant (Ha ha ha)
Have to re arrange the format
Baby, love yourself for who you are
Don't let anyone else tell you your nothing (No cap
I see you as a Jaguar (skrrt)
I know you are far
But you as bright as a star
Fly you out to Dubai on QUATAR
I will take you far (take you far)
The chance that I like you is bizzare
This is corny but your forehead be lookin like a boxcar
I am the cigar
You are the ette
Get you some diamonds Eliot
Head back to the hotel
Get to that Private
Be my client
We in a crisis, climate
Temps are the highest
Also wearing a mask corona virus
Lyrics so diverse
Thinking have to be quiet (shhh)
Be happy with what I provided
The world is divided
Be happy on what I decided
Vegas type of shit
And yea this is what I recited (bla, bla bla)
I don't want to be down
All the blessings I have
Gotta look up
Gotta tell you how I feel, can't cover up
Told my homie stop downing that syrup
Also going through a break up
But you gotta get passed that
I will take you far
(I will take you far)



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Garcia
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