Actin Up
Remember all them days mama tell me I was acting up
Going through some shit and I swear I done had enough
I was on my ass, dead broke, I was mad as fuck
Jumping off the porch, gotta know how to stack it up
Remember all them days mama tell me I was acting up
Going through some shit and I swear I done had enough
I was on my ass, dead broke, I was mad as fuck
Jumping off the porch, gotta know how to stack it up
Man, I wish my pops wasn't dead, I be sad as fuck
Can't get this shit through my head, it ain't accurate
All that bullshit that you said, it ain't adding up
Know some niggas putting shit to bed,why you acting tough
Yeah, I remember all them days, had to ride a bus
I been wilding out since a jit mama had to fuss
We be really getting to that money, why you mad at us
Man, you should've just kept it real, thought I had your trust
Yeah, we was struggling, we was going through some hard times
Tell my mama it's gon' be okay, yeah, it's all fine
Cause I'm out here making hella plays like I'm prime time
I'ma break bread with my niggas cause we all shine
Yeah, I'm feeling like I'm babyface, it was all grind
If you got that sack, then you better put it in a dime
Man, you gotta go out and get it, can't be wasting time
Gotta stay away from this shit, I be hard to find
Know I be smoking OG gas, I be puffing it
Running to them racks, got me feeling like I'm money mitch
Yeah, had to go and get the green like I was a Grinch
I just tell my bro, keep it solid, bet not fucking switch
Always gotta charge it to the game, but I'm running it
I was on my ass dead broke with no lunch and shit
Know a nigga who ain't keep it solid cause he was a bitch
So Imma keep my circle small just because of it
Remember all them days mama told me I was acting up
Going through some shit and I swear I done had enough
I was on my ass dead broke, I was mad as fuck
Jumping off the porch, gotta know, how to stack it up
Remember all them days mama told me I was acting up
Going through some shit and I swear I done had enough
I was on my ass dead broke, I was mad as fuck
Jumping off the porch, gotta know how to stack it up
Going through some shit and I swear I done had enough
I was on my ass, dead broke, I was mad as fuck
Jumping off the porch, gotta know how to stack it up
Remember all them days mama tell me I was acting up
Going through some shit and I swear I done had enough
I was on my ass, dead broke, I was mad as fuck
Jumping off the porch, gotta know how to stack it up
Man, I wish my pops wasn't dead, I be sad as fuck
Can't get this shit through my head, it ain't accurate
All that bullshit that you said, it ain't adding up
Know some niggas putting shit to bed,why you acting tough
Yeah, I remember all them days, had to ride a bus
I been wilding out since a jit mama had to fuss
We be really getting to that money, why you mad at us
Man, you should've just kept it real, thought I had your trust
Yeah, we was struggling, we was going through some hard times
Tell my mama it's gon' be okay, yeah, it's all fine
Cause I'm out here making hella plays like I'm prime time
I'ma break bread with my niggas cause we all shine
Yeah, I'm feeling like I'm babyface, it was all grind
If you got that sack, then you better put it in a dime
Man, you gotta go out and get it, can't be wasting time
Gotta stay away from this shit, I be hard to find
Know I be smoking OG gas, I be puffing it
Running to them racks, got me feeling like I'm money mitch
Yeah, had to go and get the green like I was a Grinch
I just tell my bro, keep it solid, bet not fucking switch
Always gotta charge it to the game, but I'm running it
I was on my ass dead broke with no lunch and shit
Know a nigga who ain't keep it solid cause he was a bitch
So Imma keep my circle small just because of it
Remember all them days mama told me I was acting up
Going through some shit and I swear I done had enough
I was on my ass dead broke, I was mad as fuck
Jumping off the porch, gotta know, how to stack it up
Remember all them days mama told me I was acting up
Going through some shit and I swear I done had enough
I was on my ass dead broke, I was mad as fuck
Jumping off the porch, gotta know how to stack it up
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Writer(s): Micah Bowen
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