LiFT ME UP (feat. Nasty C & Blxckie)

Yeah
Yeah

Who the fuck want war I am ready?
I remember days I was grindin' for a penny
Niggas sipping lean never sipping on Benny
Niggas live to die, I told them niggas "don't dare me"
What the fuck?
Momma workin' late, say she couldn't pick me up
I remember smoking weed that couldn't lift me up, yeah
Riding on the bus with niggas we was sticking up, yeah
I remember bitches looking down and now we up, yeah
Now we up and we stuck, uh
Only hung with niggas that were down like my luck, uh
I became a captain and my ship never sunk, uh
I was in the stu when all my friends were getting drunk, uh
What's your steez? Bad bitches come with problems
With enemies stackin' money is a problem
How the fuck you tell me "Get 'em" when I got 'em?
In the bat mobile I feel like saving Gotham (Huh, huh, huh, huh)
Pass the blunt, yeah
Roaches in my ashtray had to pass my lungs, yeah
Shawty couldn't wait she had to grab my junk, yeah
Plus she hella perfect from her back to front, uh

I remember days when I was broke and I was never getting paid, yeah
Working like a slave
And now the money trees always give me shade (Yeah yeah, yah)
Lift me up (Uh uh)
Lift me up (Uh uh)
Lift me up (Uh uh)
Lift me up (Uh uh)
Lift me up (Uh uh)
Lift me up (Uh uh)
Lift me up (Uh uh)
Lift me up (Yeah yeah)

(Yeah yeah)
(Yeah yeah)
(Yah yah)
(Yah yah)
(Yeah yeah)

(Yeah)
My life in order but I need some more, I need some more
Even though they tried to closed the doors I made it through
Gotta go and go settle the score, settle the score, yeah
Pick me up
Get a little cash, lift me up
Get a little thot, bust my nut
I'm peeping the charts, and it's just us
I don't do bars, I sauce it up
I got more heat, and it's sparking the blunt
Suit & a tie, yes I'm bossin it up
Man fuck it man, nobody do it like us (Huh)
Hey I done popped like grease
Look at the whole damn team, fly like geese
I was in CPT, took a flight back home both times I was looking at the sea
You don't got sauce like me
And she put on a show ridin' feel like me
Saw my first million cash called my fam, told them we can all be free
Sengik'tholile konke engiku thandazelile
Tholile konke engiku thandazelile, yeah
Told myself I couldn't fall again, can't lose or draw
I done went and got my sauce again, put it all in ajar
Gotta let 'em know I'm on again
I can't wait so I can't stop and that's on me and all my uhh
Gotta tell em it easy lost my mind and that's the cost
I been beating through these beats
And that's my calling, that's on God
I done went and paid a fee for all this drip and all this huh
I done went and paid a fee for all this drip and all this huh

I remember days when I was broke and I was never getting paid, yeah
Working like a slave
And now the money trees always give me shade (Yeah yeah, yah)
Lift me up (Uh uh)
Lift me up (Uh uh)
Lift me up (Uh uh)
Lift me up (Uh uh)
Lift me up (Uh uh)
Lift me up (Uh uh)
Lift me up (Uh uh)
Lift me up

Coke (Yeee, yeee, yeah)
Coke (Yeah)
Coke
Me and Zoocci Coke
Me and Zoocci Coke
Me and Zoocci Coke (Yeah)
Me and Zoocci Coke (Yeah)
Coke (Yeah)

Think you fuckin' with me, boy, you gotta be on (Coke)
Your bitches lookin' like some wine bottles, mine (Coke)
It get tricky staying humble when you great but I (Cope)
It get tricky, I (Cope)
It get tricky, yeah, I (Cope)
Ten piece asking me respectfully
Like do I have a problem if she spend a check on me? I don't!
And yeah she fuck with my trajectory
I told her bring a friend, I got a friend with me, It's me and Zoocci (Coke)
Yeah, think you fuckin' with me, boy, you gotta be on (Coke)
Your bitches lookin' like some wine bottles, mine (Coke)
It get tricky staying humble when you great but I (Cope)
It get tricky, I (Cope)
It get tricky, yeah, I (Cope)

(Yeee, yeee, yeah)
Coke (Yeah)
Coke
Me and Zoocci Coke
Me and Zoocci Coke
Me and Zoocci Coke (Yeah)
Me and Zoocci Coke (Yeah)
Coke



Credits
Writer(s): Sibabalwe Fiphaza, David Junior Ngcobo Nsikayesizwe, Isaiah Nkhalo Zuza, Sihle Sithole, Lesedi Molefe
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