WAY UP (feat. Nitti3x)

Yea
Uh
Yea
Yea
This that go hard shit
Yea uh (Dilly got it bumping)

Told em catch us on the way up
Young bull dunking on niggaz fuck a lay up
They ain't pay attention now them niggaz gotta pay up
Promise ima make em wish they never tried to play us
Yea, told em catch us on the way up
Young bull dunking on niggaz fuck a lay up
They ain't pay attention now them niggaz gotta pay up
Promise ima make em wish they never tried to play us
Yea told em catch us on the way up
Doubling money nigga you know we tryna stay up
They had tried to play us now we don't need a favor
Give a fuck about a hater got a pocket full of paper
Yea told em catch us on the way up
Loyal to the squad we ain't never been no traders
Came from the slums so you know we tryna stay up
Give a fuck about a hater got a pocket full of paper
Yea told em catch us on the way up

1st off, everything go hard
Still been in my bag boy shit look like a go yard
Remember use to pour a 4 sip until I doze off
They be doin' shade rooms I ain't doing no blogs
Took Off had to spread his wings had to take charge
Took Off had to do my thing ain't no days off
Moved on, on to better things and it paid off
Paid off, it's been years since a day job
We was never living like the Hustibles
Lessons what I learned from what the struggle do
So even when I'm comfy I ain't comfortable
Barely even speak
Sitting in a empty room 'cause they tell me watch the company you keep
And talk I feel is cheap
But it's crazy how they pay me for they way I do these beats
They mad I chose the booth book smart and know the streets
They mad I still got shooters a put bullets in ya fleece
Nitti go and speak ya peace
If it was up to me we'll all be living good and comfortably
Slaughtering where all the money be
No ratchets allowed attitude on stink like they forgot all they summer's eve
Only bad bitches and Bougie
Money coming quicker quicker flips
Self made everything legit big blue hunnids lookin like a Crip
Got a zip on me
Know how to move in the streets I keep a stick on me
We on our way up like a blimp homie

Told em catch us on the way up
Young bull dunking on niggaz fuck a lay up
They ain't pay attention now them niggaz gotta pay up
Promise ima make em wish they never tried to play us
Yea, told em catch us on the way up
Young bull dunking on niggaz fuck a lay up
They ain't pay attention now them niggaz gotta pay up
Promise ima make em wish they never tried to play us
Yea told em catch us on the way up
Doubling money nigga you know we tryna stay up
They had tried to play us now we don't need a favor
Give a fuck about a hater got a pocket full of paper
Yea told em catch us on the way up
Loyal to the squad we ain't never been no traders
Came from the slums so you know we tryna stay up
Give a fuck about a hater got a pocket full of paper
Yea told em catch us on the way up



Credits
Writer(s): Tyrone Kimber
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