Posted Up
You're finna' gonna see me around, for the block
Bring up the money, and still for the clap
You're looking too bad, you're walking too fast
I'll take all the money, I'm throwing the bag
50k onna' wrist, shit I wait on the top
Had to move, became straight
I had to move to the top
It would never be the same
But I'll never be afraid
Face to face to the shame, face to face to the fame
I would never drop a fanta, every day still sunny
I don't care about the guns
I cannot' do that for petty
Waiting for me, I was ready
I got Posted Up with jordan, I got Posted Up with the gang
I got Posted Up with jordan, I got Posted Up with the gang
You're finna' gonna see me around, for the block
Bring up the money, and still for the clap
You're looking too bad, you're walking too fast
I'll take all the money, I'm throwing the bag
50k onna' wrist, shit I wait on the top
Had to move, became straight
I had to move to the top
It would never be the same
But I'll never be afraid
Face to face to the shame, face to face to the fame
I would never drop a fanta, every day still sunny
I don't care about the guns
I cannot' do that for petty
Waiting for me, I was ready
I got Posted Up with jordan, I got Posted Up with the gang
I got Posted Up with jordan, I got Posted Up with the gang
Bring up the money, and still for the clap
You're looking too bad, you're walking too fast
I'll take all the money, I'm throwing the bag
50k onna' wrist, shit I wait on the top
Had to move, became straight
I had to move to the top
It would never be the same
But I'll never be afraid
Face to face to the shame, face to face to the fame
I would never drop a fanta, every day still sunny
I don't care about the guns
I cannot' do that for petty
Waiting for me, I was ready
I got Posted Up with jordan, I got Posted Up with the gang
I got Posted Up with jordan, I got Posted Up with the gang
You're finna' gonna see me around, for the block
Bring up the money, and still for the clap
You're looking too bad, you're walking too fast
I'll take all the money, I'm throwing the bag
50k onna' wrist, shit I wait on the top
Had to move, became straight
I had to move to the top
It would never be the same
But I'll never be afraid
Face to face to the shame, face to face to the fame
I would never drop a fanta, every day still sunny
I don't care about the guns
I cannot' do that for petty
Waiting for me, I was ready
I got Posted Up with jordan, I got Posted Up with the gang
I got Posted Up with jordan, I got Posted Up with the gang
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Writer(s): Sammy Conejo
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