Way Up

I start from nothing
Syrup inside of my cup but it ain't the tussin
Trapping inside of the basement momma knew I'm thuggin
Back on road, my prices up, I just upped the budget
Shoot for stars I'm going way up
Shoot for stars I'm going way up
(Going way up)
(Going way up)
(Going way up)
Shoot for stars, baby girl, I'm going way up

Serving, I been selling packs
Stories I could sell, I be holding back
First time I got robbed, I swear to god I'll never lack
Niggas moving like a Ferris wheel, I'm spinning back
All my niggas came from hell that's why we want hellcats
Yes, I see them calling, I won't probably call you back
I'm too busy trapping, I've been flipping out these packs
Niggas say they gang but I ain't see you in the trap

Start from nothing
Syrup inside of my cup but it ain't the tussin
Trapping inside of the basement momma knew I'm thuggin
Back on road now prices up, I just upped the budgets
Shoot for stars I'm going way up
Shoot for stars I'm going way up
(Going way up)
(Going way up)
(Going way up)
Shoot for stars, baby girl, I'm going way up

How I got here
Won't believe it
If I tell you things I been through, you need to see it
Honda Civic, Chop that up, now we in Prius
Lately all I know is bands, God in Trust, I need it
Popping X now I'm tweaking, now she think I'm fiendin
Said she love me, I can't trust these bitches if they breathing
Swap em out, do that shit like I'm switching seasons
I left my demons in the past
I don't run from problems, I put Hunnits on the dash
Had to stand on my 10 toes, how many times I fell and crashed

Start from nothing
Syrup inside of my cup but it ain't the tussin
Trapping inside of the basement momma knew I'm thuggin
Back on road my prices up, I just upped the budgets
Shoot for stars I'm going way up
Shoot for stars I'm going way up
(Going way up)
(Going way up)
(Going way up)
Shoot for stars, baby girl, I'm going way up



Credits
Writer(s): Darin Griffith
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