Up
We go up we don't get stuck
We just going up
We go up we don't get stuck
We just going up
We go up we don't get stuck
We just going up
We go up we don't get stuck
We just going up
If you wanna talk you better have some value
I don't talk to everyone do not think I'm rude
I gotta a lot of supporters in the comments but
I ain't no friendly dudeeee back then made a
Cowboy song on it like a howdy dooooo
I ain't never switching on the ones that was with
Me wen I was in school back then things down
But now we up and it's time to get dripped down in
This luck now we press my sound back then nobody
Looked my way but now they wanna hear me out
Took a time long grind to make it out the south
SOUTH Albany artist trynna make it out the farthest
Gotta make it out the forest feeling great I'm jawing
Out my faith like art drawings on fortune teller orb
Dreams and thoughts absorbed cannot be ignored
Skills slicing like a sword one day I'll get reward for
Being me and being un ignored
We go up we don't get stuck
We just going up
We go up we don't get stuck
We just going up
We go up we don't get stuck
We just going up
We go up we don't get stuck
We just going up
Industry like Dora I explored and found
Light and dark but for dark never been
Implored when Supr3mo hit the floor I'm
Staying up and never dropping nor will I
Be left in the past and be ignored one day
Tho imma be a fossil dinosaur in the game
But atleast I did embrace my music taste
In a good way for the time I was here aye
I embraced myself as everyone goes right
I go left sorry to the ones I left in the past
Sike must be smoking gas from the pump
That reads I don't a uck for you lazy folks I
Wouldn't spare a buck I'm blowing up
Faster than air in a tire of a new truck
That's been struck out of luck due to impact
With a thumb tack compared to my
Confidence which means it must've been
Big tack spitting bars hot I don't need a
Match I don't wear a sheet with holes in
The eyes no or own a typewriter which
Means you hearing my bars and getting
Scared with a pencil in your hand makes
You the only ghost writer which means you
Catch touch me and the match from other
finally caught fire OUCH that's hot
We go up we don't get
Stuck we just going up
We go up we don't get
Stuck we just going up
We go up we don't get
Stuck we just going up
We go up we don't get
Stuck we just going up
We go up we go up
We go up we go up
We Going up we going
Up we going up we going
Up upp don't you ever
Doubt me again
We just going up
We go up we don't get stuck
We just going up
We go up we don't get stuck
We just going up
We go up we don't get stuck
We just going up
If you wanna talk you better have some value
I don't talk to everyone do not think I'm rude
I gotta a lot of supporters in the comments but
I ain't no friendly dudeeee back then made a
Cowboy song on it like a howdy dooooo
I ain't never switching on the ones that was with
Me wen I was in school back then things down
But now we up and it's time to get dripped down in
This luck now we press my sound back then nobody
Looked my way but now they wanna hear me out
Took a time long grind to make it out the south
SOUTH Albany artist trynna make it out the farthest
Gotta make it out the forest feeling great I'm jawing
Out my faith like art drawings on fortune teller orb
Dreams and thoughts absorbed cannot be ignored
Skills slicing like a sword one day I'll get reward for
Being me and being un ignored
We go up we don't get stuck
We just going up
We go up we don't get stuck
We just going up
We go up we don't get stuck
We just going up
We go up we don't get stuck
We just going up
Industry like Dora I explored and found
Light and dark but for dark never been
Implored when Supr3mo hit the floor I'm
Staying up and never dropping nor will I
Be left in the past and be ignored one day
Tho imma be a fossil dinosaur in the game
But atleast I did embrace my music taste
In a good way for the time I was here aye
I embraced myself as everyone goes right
I go left sorry to the ones I left in the past
Sike must be smoking gas from the pump
That reads I don't a uck for you lazy folks I
Wouldn't spare a buck I'm blowing up
Faster than air in a tire of a new truck
That's been struck out of luck due to impact
With a thumb tack compared to my
Confidence which means it must've been
Big tack spitting bars hot I don't need a
Match I don't wear a sheet with holes in
The eyes no or own a typewriter which
Means you hearing my bars and getting
Scared with a pencil in your hand makes
You the only ghost writer which means you
Catch touch me and the match from other
finally caught fire OUCH that's hot
We go up we don't get
Stuck we just going up
We go up we don't get
Stuck we just going up
We go up we don't get
Stuck we just going up
We go up we don't get
Stuck we just going up
We go up we go up
We go up we go up
We Going up we going
Up we going up we going
Up upp don't you ever
Doubt me again
Credits
Writer(s): Dorrein Randall
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