I Had To Go/Up In That Club
I had to go
I did not switch on my bros
Most of them already know I could never go broke
Yeah I know I do the most
I don't care if you trip over shit out my control
Come with me we can get lost in my zone
Don't worry bout tomorrow live in the moment
The way she wear it I could swear that she own it
Yes I own it baby this not a loaner
If she bought it
If she bought it
Is she bout it
Yeah
I cannot trust these girls I know too much
My bae got a bag and your girl got a clutch
You know last time I seen her out she looking rough
Bar bout a bitch cause a bitch what I love
But you can't love a bitch in and out of the club
Dirty money had to count it with gloves
Easy money if your hustle is up
Pussy money if you don't give a fuck
Best of wishes and I mean that with love
Chase a bag until the money is up
I had to go
I did not switch on my bros
Most of them already know I could never go broke
Yeah I know I do the most
I don't care if you trip over shit out my control
I had to go and get ready I'm keeping it steady I'm chipping my way to the top
I had to bless them no stressing when I get this message across you gon see what I'm on
Fuck what they talking 'bout
Fuck what they saying they know I ain't playing
They know what's the vibe
They know I got them with words that I'm saying this signal replaying all up in yo mind
I think it's the right time for the right rhymes let me write mine in a flash
I never waste time on a FaceTime with a lame bitch never that
Bounce to the bass line this a great time for the music, All In The Past
I need some money make all of it cash
SRG and I running bitch no looking back
I had to go
I did not switch on my bros
Most of them already know I could never go broke
Yeah I know I do the most
I don't care if you trip over shit out my control
Tell me where you really wanna go
Where-where we really know
What the circumstances hold
Cause I really wanna know
If we're together or alone
Would it hurt to let me know
Hurt me more here than before
Tell me where you wanna go
Hold on tight or let it go
See the dream or seed the home
What if I just wanted both
What if I just wanna boast and toast a bubbly to my folks
Watch it all crumble to a mulch what a motherfucking joke
All-all great things come eroded or disposed
But I'm still tryna set my name in stone
Followed a path left unwanted and forgotten
You ain't finding nothing
Up in that club
Think you found a husband
Up in that club
Get that ass to bussin
Up in that club
Imma buy you a drank
Up in that club
Find me a thing
Up in that club
But you ain't finding nothing
Up in that club
Think you found the love
Up in that club
Think you caught a dub
Up in that club
Damn damn you sounding dumb
Damn you never was the one
And damn I gave up all the love
Been sick of this shit like I was
Sick of this shit like I was
Sick of this shit like how I was
I just tell it how it is
You can give me what I want but you could only do the Biz
Been So many damn controls that I don't even know the script
So many damn years they don't even know the tip
Plotting on a plot to make a trip
Tell that girl go and change we going out
Tryna change what I'm about
Big body whip and bigger house with a model spouse
No mouses or rats just cash in a stack pack packed
Take mine and Imma hit 'em with the ratatatat
Bitch boy better back back I do not lack
Carlo with the strap stay heated like a fat mac
Been pissed at a bitch bringing no money back
How you showing up to cribs bringing no money back
How you how you do that when you know where I'm at
Bout to reach a climax
I had to go
I did not switch on my bros
Most of them already know I could never go broke
Yeah I know I do the most
I don't care if you trip over shit out my control
Come with me we can get lost in my zone
Don't worry bout tomorrow live in the moment
The way she wear it I could swear that she own it
Yes I own it baby this not a loaner
If she bought it
If she bought it
Is she bout it
Yeah
I cannot trust these girls I know too much
My bae got a bag and your girl got a clutch
You know last time I seen her out she looking rough
Bar bout a bitch cause a bitch what I love
But you can't love a bitch in and out of the club
Dirty money had to count it with gloves
Easy money if your hustle is up
Pussy money if you don't give a fuck
Best of wishes and I mean that with love
Chase a bag until the money is up
I had to go
I did not switch on my bros
Most of them already know I could never go broke
Yeah I know I do the most
I don't care if you trip over shit out my control
I had to go and get ready I'm keeping it steady I'm chipping my way to the top
I had to bless them no stressing when I get this message across you gon see what I'm on
Fuck what they talking 'bout
Fuck what they saying they know I ain't playing
They know what's the vibe
They know I got them with words that I'm saying this signal replaying all up in yo mind
I think it's the right time for the right rhymes let me write mine in a flash
I never waste time on a FaceTime with a lame bitch never that
Bounce to the bass line this a great time for the music, All In The Past
I need some money make all of it cash
SRG and I running bitch no looking back
I had to go
I did not switch on my bros
Most of them already know I could never go broke
Yeah I know I do the most
I don't care if you trip over shit out my control
Tell me where you really wanna go
Where-where we really know
What the circumstances hold
Cause I really wanna know
If we're together or alone
Would it hurt to let me know
Hurt me more here than before
Tell me where you wanna go
Hold on tight or let it go
See the dream or seed the home
What if I just wanted both
What if I just wanna boast and toast a bubbly to my folks
Watch it all crumble to a mulch what a motherfucking joke
All-all great things come eroded or disposed
But I'm still tryna set my name in stone
Followed a path left unwanted and forgotten
You ain't finding nothing
Up in that club
Think you found a husband
Up in that club
Get that ass to bussin
Up in that club
Imma buy you a drank
Up in that club
Find me a thing
Up in that club
But you ain't finding nothing
Up in that club
Think you found the love
Up in that club
Think you caught a dub
Up in that club
Damn damn you sounding dumb
Damn you never was the one
And damn I gave up all the love
Been sick of this shit like I was
Sick of this shit like I was
Sick of this shit like how I was
I just tell it how it is
You can give me what I want but you could only do the Biz
Been So many damn controls that I don't even know the script
So many damn years they don't even know the tip
Plotting on a plot to make a trip
Tell that girl go and change we going out
Tryna change what I'm about
Big body whip and bigger house with a model spouse
No mouses or rats just cash in a stack pack packed
Take mine and Imma hit 'em with the ratatatat
Bitch boy better back back I do not lack
Carlo with the strap stay heated like a fat mac
Been pissed at a bitch bringing no money back
How you showing up to cribs bringing no money back
How you how you do that when you know where I'm at
Bout to reach a climax
I had to go
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Writer(s): Sergio Diaz
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