Ooo Up High

Ooo
Up
High

Balling hard or hardly balling
Man we heating up
If you want it go and get it
Better speak it up
Ooo
Blow my reefer up
Up
Turn my speakers up
High
And if you got em hating
Tell em keep it up
Balling hard or hardly balling
Man we heating up
If you want it go and get it
Better speak it up
Ooo
Blow my reefer up
Up
Turn my speakers up
High
And if you got em hating
Tell em keep it up

I'm tryna meet with my Bros
Talk about how meeting our goals
A few stories of us tripping
Tripping tripping
Now we focused on the gold
I'm tyna beast these shows
I ain't lying man I'm a lion
My pride different from yours
I'm trying what they ain't trying
Man I'm tryna get results
But life is a distraction
It'll wrap you if you broke
So pay me what you fuckin owe me
I been on my grind man
I been on my lonely
That fire that's inside
I swear it's starting to get hungry
And these rappers are like snacks
And each track I got the munchies
Passport signed I'm bout to get up out the country
If I fall off best believe I got a bungee
Protect what's in my mind
Yo energy can't touch me
Them thotties off yo line
When yo mind is on yo money
And Yo money's on yo mind

Balling hard or hardly balling
Man we heating up
If you want it go and get it
Better speak it up
Ooo
Blow my reefer up
Up
Turn my speakers up
High
And if you got em hating
Tell em keep it up
Balling hard or hardly balling
Man we heating up
If you want it go and get it
Better speak it up
Ooo
Blow my reefer up
Up
Turn my speakers up
High
And if you got em hating
Tell em keep it up

A rapping prophet watch me map the process
I get on beats and get it poppin shit is catastrophic
I get the ball and call an iso promptly
They can't even guard me
The couldn't dream to stop me
So why these nightmares
Haunt me
The Demons in my head
If the men's is dead
They chasing me instead
Money
Lyrical pistol
I'm shooting hollows they sure to follow
In front da mic
I'm in my Susano
I'm spitting fye like my uncle iroh
I hope that line
Made yo fucking eyes roll
I'm still spitting fye like that nigga Spyro
I have her hitting high notes
She claim she really want me
Is it true? The fuck if I know
99 problems
All seem to start with my ho
Opportunity knocking
Ding dong and ditch at my door
My niggas right
Y'all get left
I hit the switch and I go
Get the herb fill the L
I hit the stick and I float

Balling hard or hardly balling
Man we heating up
If you want it go and get it
Better speak it up
Ooo
Blow my reefer up
Up
Turn my speakers up
High
And if you got em hating
Tell em keep it up
Balling hard or hardly balling
Man we heating up
If you want it go and get it
Better speak it up
Ooo
Blow my reefer up
Up
Turn my speakers up
High
And if you got em hating
Tell em keep it up



Credits
Writer(s): Jon Ransom
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