We Goin' Up (feat. Gordo Flea)

Yea
Live by the codes I won't speak on no business
Won't speak on no business yea
Uhh yea alright
Live by the codes I won't speak on no business
Won't speak on no business yea
Tryna get me a m I run up da bag
We goin up
We goin up

Live by the codes I won't speak on no business
Bitch left me down I guess she thought I was finished
Now look how I'm winning
Switched da sport from ballin' now I play tennis
I need my name somewhere up in the guinness
My money so long swear that shit really endless
Got a gift with these trees it's like errday christmas
Told the connect send them bricks in
Hit the connect told 'em send me dem
I fell in love with dem hunnit gotta keep 'em comin'
My band full of shooters dem boys out dere huntin'
Keep my hitta in the center like Andre
Cuz he keep dat drum in
If I push da button my niggas is bustin'
They ain't go no chill they be shooting for nothin'
So go head and plot
My niggas resolving that issue by putting a shell in yo onion
Immune to the hate it ain't new to me
Here to stay so they better get use to me
Lotta niggas just as fake as they jewelry
Stayin' solid nah these niggas ain't movin' me
I'm so focused I need me a million
Hoped in my bag and deleted my feelings
Bought dat new coup and exceeded the ceiling
I swear to God it feels good being the villain
Remember them days I was broke had to go get it right out the trap
Swear this shit really mo' den rap
Then I took a big lost so you kno I go hard for dat sack
Cuz I need me that quarter back
Ain't gon' dwell yea I'm off of that
Woke up this morning and counted a forty pack
Just served a fiend and already he callin' back
I told the plug to bring mo' of that
Matter fact better bring a whole load of that
Heard that I said it then go head believe it
Ain't cleanin' no rumors up
Long as niggas stay loyal
I promise me all gon' get rich ain't gon' stop till the crew get bust
Time is money get paid the minute
Oops out of reach cuz dem clips be extended
I'm in that lab whipping work like chemist
My bread acrobatic do flips like a gymnast
Yea (Woah)
We goin' up

Up in the clouds pick up bags when I'm up in da town
Keep it quiet when dem suckas around
Same nigga if I'm up or I'm down
I was on my last couple of thou
Keep it quiet but I'm up off the loud
Niggas dying I ain't fuckin around
Ain't no tuckin' I'm just clutchin' it now
I won't say a thing about business
I just do me and they say I be shittin'
I'm out here tryna get paid by the minute
I'll call up my A's they don't play about digits
Guwop on my mind everyday like a fitted
They want me to fail, they been prayin' for minutes
Fuck all dem niggas my gang is the littest
I came from da mud but I stay on my pivot
Nigga you kno' wassup
Niggas just be talkin' down cuz dey kno' dat we goin' up
I put on for my gang
You kno' when I copped the dreamer chain I went and froze it up
Had to hop in dat thing
I was just litty I got me some pussy and sobered up
It's just part of the game
How niggas talk 'bout the trap and they really don't kno' enuff
I'm to busy for all of the foolery
I just stack up these benji's oh beautifully
Fuck wit' us he gon need 'em a eulogy
I came up in the trap it ain't new to me
I done made it thru all of the scrutiny
Hunger Gang wit' me y'all niggas food to me
I ain't no millionaire but I'm soon to be
I be grindin' like if it's a few of me
If I say it I meant it
I need dat capital like I just made a new sentence
Cop it or not I don play wit no credit
That money don't change me but they gonna let it
Cross the line wit me I ain't gonna dead it
If it was up well then make it or set it
I get this guwop everyday like a fetish

Yea
We goin' up



Credits
Writer(s): Pinnock Devon
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