Goin' Up/Get the Guap

I just been counting up checks
Playin it smart, uppin' my rep
My personality that I kept
I won't never change for a trend
Won't not be me for a band
Won't do that so a label can help me stand
I already
Stand out in the crowd
Oh yeah
I'm proud
Of myself
It's right tho
On the right, dough
I got dough on the left, cheddar to right, like I said countin' up checks
Nah man, that's just a vision of the future
I look at myself and I say, "that's you sir"
I'ma look back, stacks in my hand
Run that back again, uh
Said
Nah man, that's just a vision of the future
I look at myself and I say, "that's you sir"
I'ma look back, stacks in my hand
Remembering day one fans
Remembering God through all of it
Keeping him in front of all of it
Flows and rhythm, they appalled by it
Do the beat justice
keeping it clean not rusty
Keeping it fresh not musty
I love me some bread, but I ain't lusting
I'm gone be dead
before the day come son
Must be a marathon how I be runnin'
Continue the marathon keep it strong
Rest in peace Nipsey, wish you wouldn't have gone
Wish you could've stayed a bit more long
Wish we could've met each other maybe made a couple songs
But that's in the past
Now I look forward with my head high (Head high)
With no fear in my eyes (Eyes)
I point to where I'm going (Goin)
Yuh
I point up (Up)
Cause that's the sky, yuh (Woo)

Goin up
Goin up, goin up (Skrt)
Get the guap (Woo)
Get the guap, get the guap, yeah
Goin up (Hot, hot)
Goin up, goin up
Get the guap
Get the guap, get the guap, ayeee
Goin up (Skeee)
Goin up, goin up
Get the guap
Yuh
Get the guap, get the guap, ayyye
Goin up
Yeah Goin up, goin up, ayyeee
Get the guap (Aye, aye)
Get the guap, get the guap
Yuhhh, yuuhhh, yuuhhhhh

NJP (You know what it is)
Yeah
Guap, guap
Ooh
Ooh, yeah, yeah

Guap, guap, guap to the top, top, top
I see dollas' every night, like a lot, lot, lot
Not Jack Harlow but I do get it Poppin'
In a dark place, I survived the bottom
Tell me, what do you see when you look in to my eyes?
Nah nah nah, nah
Yeah I see three commas
Matter of fact maybe four, maybe five maybe six
No limit to what I do next
See a check and I'm up for the grabs
Like a lion creep/attack when it's least expected
Flow sucked at first, but man I'm back
That's what happens, when you under duress
Flipped my persona, if they hate let 'em
I got zip to give, so
Tie that mouth up
No weak verse even on a feature I go off
Shout-out 3G you know we bouta blast off (You know that's wassup)
Like James Harden, I'm a rocket
Madison square garden in my outfit, I'm bout it
Yeah yeah, I'm bout it
Mm, mm (Bout it)

Goin up
Goin up, goin up (Goin up)
Get the guap (Guap)
Get the guap, get the guap, yeah
Goin up
Goin up, goin up
Get the guap (Yeah)
Get the guap, get the guap, ayye (Yeah)
Goin up
Goin up, goin up (Woo)
Get the guap
Yah
Get the guap, get the guap, ayye
Goin up
Yeah, Goin up, goin up, ayyyee
Get the guap
Get the guap, get the guap (Get it)



Credits
Writer(s): Trey Gutierrez
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