Up Up and Away

Up up and away and I'm faded, I hope that you fuck with the cadence
I guess that its up for debate, its just what I felt when I played it
Look at the beast you created, this for the ones that be hatin'
Money don't make you, you make it or take it or do what you gotta
Grew with a lack of a father, movin' a brick maybe two in the back of Impalas
We chargin' tax on the dolla, Uncle Sam keep a hand in yo wallet
They done kicked my ass right out of college, fuck all that being a scholar shit
Know I been ballin' with no fucking scholarship
I don't need nothing man isn't it obvious
I see the world how I want like an oculus
No way that anyone's topping me less it's ya shawty

She tend to adore me, prolly won't live to my forties if I'm being honest
Ball like I play for the tropics, kinda off-topic, they tell me get it, I got it
Simply no way you could stop it, and I couldn't either
I'm making hits like I'm Jeter, yo this shit a heater
I'm balling you stuck in the bleachers
Damn, these fuckers need Jesus

I'm going hard till the reaper come get me, so when I go please don't forget me
We sharp as machetes, getting that Wendy 'n' Becky
I chase the bread like I'm Chevy
I'm seeing space through the roof of the Chevy
Know that the flow I been keeping' it steady
We at Vincenzo's we eatin' spaghetti
Hope that you ready like Freddy I'm coming like Jason
No one ahead or adjacent, don't need a cape but I'm saving my money that is
Laugh to the bank like how funny is this?
I'm making hits cause they want me to miss
One thing for sure I go dumb in this bitch
Better know it's a wrap when I come in this bitch
Pull up to the function with onions and bricks
Smoke a eighth out the wood now I'm dumber than shit

(Yeah, yeah) Up and Away, if we ain't talkin' bout chicken it's nothing to say
Finance are constantly flooding, my PayPal notifications were bussin' today
No longer rushin' the play, I'm calling an audible takin' my time
Learning the pace of the game is essential
It made me efficient at writing these rhymes (Yeah)
Many more mountains to climb, I'm scaling the summit while most niggas plummet
Swear the vanilla Vaneta's on stomach, it fit a lil' snug so I don't really want it
Graveyard I keep in my pocket, it's haunted I zip up the tomb
Talk about six-figure deals on the zoom
Flow bout whatever I got it from DOOM, it took me to moon (Yeah)



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Writer(s): Kevin Walker
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