Level Up
Fuck the commas up
I'm the type to lift your daughter, lift your daughter up
I ain't tryna bring her down, I'm tryna level up
Keeping it a buck, I clean her up just for a nut
Ain't no back and forth cause we gon speak on when it's up
I can't stop at red lights in the day, I'm just that one
Back to me like what you mean?
Go load up the magazine, cause I'm high as I can be
We might die, now can't you see
But it ain't a misery
I just told em' fled the scene, tryna shake that shit off me
Sliding in that midnight blue coupe, it ain't hard to see
If you want the honesty, I fucked her at The Odyssey
Now she's just apart of me, I gave her every inch of me
Feeling all the lingo, now she really getting onto me
I just want the figures no relations, I'm not hard to keep
Trick on every bitch, every week now I got a different treat
I don't have a problem, money and music was meant for me
Pop these pills like Skittles and M & M's, I might Rest In Peace
Thought they were the villains, we turned brazy and let them deceased
Ratting around for the cheese
Sliming em out but it's greater than me
Sliming em out for the keys, then we sliming em out coz we ready to feast
Pack it out, so we change the degrees
762 with the 30, we turn up the heat
I'm in love with the money but still gonna cheat
Cant be loyal to people, what's in it for me?
She was just throwing that ass, uh
I had to pop it for free
It was just more for me
Using her jaw like there's more for me
If I love you, that's just for the world to see
We still with the shits, do it privately
I'm in the mix, still got the stick
Under the coat, bankroll is big
Reach for the dough, I grab the sig
Fucking her throat, messed up her wig
I'm boutta' explode, they want me to chill
They dosing off on a whole lotta seals
Ride forgiato, exotic the wheels
Leaving the block and I'm still trapping, still
You stuck with me bitch, I ain't going nowhere
Said he getting money, it's hard to tell
We pulling up and we made it clear
But she pull up freaky, no underwear
We not dividing the check
We not dividing the check
We not dividing the check
We not dividing the check
They want the worst, but I'm getting the best
They want the worst, but I'll pray for the best
They want the worst but I'm getting the best
They want the worst then I'm killing the rest
I'm the type to lift your daughter, lift your daughter up
I ain't tryna bring her down, I'm tryna level up
Keeping it a buck, I clean her up just for a nut
Ain't no back and forth cause we gon speak on when it's up
I can't stop at red lights in the day, I'm just that one
Back to me like what you mean?
Go load up the magazine, cause I'm high as I can be
We might die, now can't you see
But it ain't a misery
I just told em' fled the scene, tryna shake that shit off me
Sliding in that midnight blue coupe, it ain't hard to see
If you want the honesty, I fucked her at The Odyssey
Now she's just apart of me, I gave her every inch of me
Feeling all the lingo, now she really getting onto me
I just want the figures no relations, I'm not hard to keep
Trick on every bitch, every week now I got a different treat
I don't have a problem, money and music was meant for me
Pop these pills like Skittles and M & M's, I might Rest In Peace
Thought they were the villains, we turned brazy and let them deceased
Ratting around for the cheese
Sliming em out but it's greater than me
Sliming em out for the keys, then we sliming em out coz we ready to feast
Pack it out, so we change the degrees
762 with the 30, we turn up the heat
I'm in love with the money but still gonna cheat
Cant be loyal to people, what's in it for me?
She was just throwing that ass, uh
I had to pop it for free
It was just more for me
Using her jaw like there's more for me
If I love you, that's just for the world to see
We still with the shits, do it privately
I'm in the mix, still got the stick
Under the coat, bankroll is big
Reach for the dough, I grab the sig
Fucking her throat, messed up her wig
I'm boutta' explode, they want me to chill
They dosing off on a whole lotta seals
Ride forgiato, exotic the wheels
Leaving the block and I'm still trapping, still
You stuck with me bitch, I ain't going nowhere
Said he getting money, it's hard to tell
We pulling up and we made it clear
But she pull up freaky, no underwear
We not dividing the check
We not dividing the check
We not dividing the check
We not dividing the check
They want the worst, but I'm getting the best
They want the worst, but I'll pray for the best
They want the worst but I'm getting the best
They want the worst then I'm killing the rest
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Writer(s): William Blose
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