Loaded Up

(More cheddar, more weather, yea)

Yea
And I'm loaded up, pitbull loaded up
Pop the trunk, load it up
All my niggas loaded up
Wall Street, load it up
Got the beat, load it up
Got to keep, rollin' up
All my niggas rollin' up
I don't think you feelin' me, nigga are you feelin' me
What is with yo energy, chillin' with the enemy
Chillin' with the gangbangers chillin' with the mini-me's
I don't give a fuck about a nigga that belittle me

I was out here trappin' I was all up in the studio
I was out here passin' up the rock like Ricky Rubio
Buzzin' in my city like these bitches off Don Julio
Four hour drive to Atlanta to meet Julio
Niggas always talkin' bout the gang but nigga who you know
Know some niggas that'll let it bang for everything they know
Never leave my brothers in the rain the only thing I know
Work the only thing I know, think it's time to switch the flow
Cause I'm just sick and tired of these niggas that be doubting me
I see all these bitches and they all just wanna crowd on me
I remember days when I was sharing and they shat on me
Momma thought they spat on me, they said please don't rat on me
They told me to stop but I was all on go
Told 'em money ain't a thing but work is all I know (Huh)

And I'm loaded up, pitbull loaded up
Pop the trunk, load it up
All my niggas loaded up
Wall Street, load it up
Got the beat, load it up
Got to keep, rollin' up
All my niggas rollin' up
I don't think you feelin' me, nigga are you feelin' me
What is with yo energy, chillin' with the enemy
Chillin' with the gangbangers chillin' with the mini-me's
I don't give a fuck about a nigga that belittle me

Hit that waki waki
Bitch you cocky cocky
Suck my cocky cocky (Yea)
And they say they rollin'
Are you really rockin'
I don't think you rockin' (Yea)
And these niggas hate
I don't even know why all these niggas hate
But the same ones that decide that they finna hate gotta wait
Til a nigga eat up off his dinner plate
I was out there starvin' hard, momma had to make a way
I was just out in the field, nigga had to make a play
I just told my broski that I'm fuckin' going in today
Nigga ain't believe in me, fuck that nigga anyway
They told me to stop but I was all on go
Told 'em money ain't a thing but work is all I know (Huh)

And I'm loaded up
I got thirty bitches all up in the Bentley truck
I just told all of my partners just to load it up
I'm out here with all my niggas and they loaded up

And I'm loaded up, pitbull loaded up
Pop the trunk, load it up
All my niggas loaded up
Wall Street, load it up
Got the beat, load it up
Got to keep, rollin' up
All my niggas rollin' up
I don't think you feelin' me, nigga are you feelin' me
What is with yo energy, chillin' with the enemy
Chillin' with the gangbangers chillin' with the mini-me's
I don't give a fuck about a nigga that belittle me



Credits
Writer(s): Chidi Ukaga
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