Up (feat. Wardy)
Mind elevation is relevant
Celibate
I ain't fuckin wit niggas irrelevant to my prevalence
Perseverance is evident
Talented shit it's heaven sent
Niggas sick in the game
But I'm sick when spitting this medicine
Hot dog they relishing
Lit
Thomas Edison
Never content with counting
I'm multiplying my blessings and
Hot confessions and killing shit for my offspring
These haters know that My drive strong as a golf swing
Put em in holes with holes in em
The fireman
Niggas think they hot but I'm putting that hose on em
Just like its no clothes on em
I was exposing em
Most of them walking around wit a brain wit no flows in em
Toasting em
And Wearing out actresses mattresses
In other words I'm fuckin wit bad bitches
Hot as matches it's
FreshWorks tho We hot we still slept on
Been thru a bunch of shit but survived like I'm from Krypoton
I'm Kal-El but real ILL with an ILL WILL
The Fresh Prince after them fat banks like Uncle Phil
My lines real
The white kind your uncle will feel
Going up his nose to numb it cuz I got real skills
I'm after green like pickles
Counting them dill bills
Trill still peel a cap back wit action no rapping
Ratting forbidden I'm packing for bitches
I clap like I'm spittin'
I spit like I'm clapping
Like guns when I'm blappin'
They asking what happened to Dotty he Spazzing I turn em to ashes
A legend like Cassius
Type rare Jordan three check my Nike air
Swear it's my year if I cop I get three pair
One for me
And Two for my heirs
You know they get the throne when I leave this shit alone
I'm home
Let me reflect back when I lived check to check
Spent it all before my next
Had to put it in context
I know
Hunger flow
No meat just the vegetables
Now we feastin' on the best of both
It's the
J show
I'm finna let it all flow
From the tip of my pencil
Never fake never emo
I'm more like a hero
Far cry from a zero
I rehab like I'm D. Rose
Now I'm back here to expose the
Lames in the game what's your verse really saying
I know my styles a little plain but I'm tryna take it back man
Hip hip done gotta little off track man
And y'all dance around the subject like a tap dance
And that's fine
Y'all can be Gregory Hines
I'm just tryna reach my prime
Like Optimus when I rhyme
You could say I'm on my grind
But that'd be an understatement
No time for being complacent when competitions adjacent
San Francisco's where they made me
Fairfield is where they raised me
That's where I'm raising my babies
Keep em way from the crazies
The dope dealers
The drugs
The choppas and the .380's
Pops got me up out the hood so none of that shit could phase me ah
Celibate
I ain't fuckin wit niggas irrelevant to my prevalence
Perseverance is evident
Talented shit it's heaven sent
Niggas sick in the game
But I'm sick when spitting this medicine
Hot dog they relishing
Lit
Thomas Edison
Never content with counting
I'm multiplying my blessings and
Hot confessions and killing shit for my offspring
These haters know that My drive strong as a golf swing
Put em in holes with holes in em
The fireman
Niggas think they hot but I'm putting that hose on em
Just like its no clothes on em
I was exposing em
Most of them walking around wit a brain wit no flows in em
Toasting em
And Wearing out actresses mattresses
In other words I'm fuckin wit bad bitches
Hot as matches it's
FreshWorks tho We hot we still slept on
Been thru a bunch of shit but survived like I'm from Krypoton
I'm Kal-El but real ILL with an ILL WILL
The Fresh Prince after them fat banks like Uncle Phil
My lines real
The white kind your uncle will feel
Going up his nose to numb it cuz I got real skills
I'm after green like pickles
Counting them dill bills
Trill still peel a cap back wit action no rapping
Ratting forbidden I'm packing for bitches
I clap like I'm spittin'
I spit like I'm clapping
Like guns when I'm blappin'
They asking what happened to Dotty he Spazzing I turn em to ashes
A legend like Cassius
Type rare Jordan three check my Nike air
Swear it's my year if I cop I get three pair
One for me
And Two for my heirs
You know they get the throne when I leave this shit alone
I'm home
Let me reflect back when I lived check to check
Spent it all before my next
Had to put it in context
I know
Hunger flow
No meat just the vegetables
Now we feastin' on the best of both
It's the
J show
I'm finna let it all flow
From the tip of my pencil
Never fake never emo
I'm more like a hero
Far cry from a zero
I rehab like I'm D. Rose
Now I'm back here to expose the
Lames in the game what's your verse really saying
I know my styles a little plain but I'm tryna take it back man
Hip hip done gotta little off track man
And y'all dance around the subject like a tap dance
And that's fine
Y'all can be Gregory Hines
I'm just tryna reach my prime
Like Optimus when I rhyme
You could say I'm on my grind
But that'd be an understatement
No time for being complacent when competitions adjacent
San Francisco's where they made me
Fairfield is where they raised me
That's where I'm raising my babies
Keep em way from the crazies
The dope dealers
The drugs
The choppas and the .380's
Pops got me up out the hood so none of that shit could phase me ah
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Writer(s): Derrick Johnson
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