Up!
You think you fuckin' tough, huh?
You think you gonna get this shit out of luck, huh?
Well the clock is tick- tick- ticking
So you better hurry up
If you wanna keep up, keep up!
You think you fucking tough, huh?
Think you gonna get this out of luck, huh?
Well the clock is tick- tick- ticking
So you better hurry up
If you wanna keep up, keep up
Don't keep that shit up!
Or that ass is what I'll bust
Look around, listen to the sound
You think this shit is easy uh uh
Why's that grade an 80?
Better get that shit up
95 or above then maybe I will shut up
By the way, make that fucking music
You said you wanna do it, fucking do it then
Don't make amends
In god I trust, amen
Better fix yourself get rid of all these fake friends
Fuck your mental health, hurry that ass up!
You think you fucking tough, huh?
You think you gonna get this shit out of luck, huh?
Well the clock is tick- tick- ticking
So you better hurry up
If you wanna keep up, keep up!
You think you fucking tough, huh?
Think you gonna get this out of luck, huh?
Well the clock is tick- tick- ticking
So you better hurry up
If you wanna keep up, keep up!
I'm trying, I'm trying
I just feel like dying
This shit is so tiring, nah fuck this I'm done
Recording and writing this shit is so fun
But I feel like I'm frying right under the sun
You don't know what I go through
Bitch, you don't know what I go through!
Assuming it's all just a little bluff
Do you know how it feels to give everything
Everything, everything, and still not be enough
Had a couple family that had went into the ground
Gone like the sound, had me fucked like the drums
Rolled up a blunt right before 21
But that wasn't me so I lost a couple pounds yeah but
Fuck, time is running out
Gotta hurry- Quick! Travel at the speed of sound
Yeah but, how?
I'm running out of time
I just wanna
What in the fuck do you think you're doing?
You thought this was gon' be easy?
This shit's not easy!
Who told you it was gonna be easy?
You not finished!
Who the fuck told you you're finished?
I'm gonna tell you when you're finished!
You better hurry that ass up before you get left behind!
Ima count down from 3 when I get to 3 you gets the going
Three, two, one
Hurry the fuck up Jay! (We gon' be alright!)
We gon' be okay!
We gon' be alright!
We gon' be okay, we gon' be alright, we gon' be okay!
We gon' be alright!
We gon' be okay!
We gon' be alright, we gon' be okay, we gon' be alright
Pfft
My mans is getting
No vachina
No bitches
You need you some poosay!
You think you gonna get this shit out of luck, huh?
Well the clock is tick- tick- ticking
So you better hurry up
If you wanna keep up, keep up!
You think you fucking tough, huh?
Think you gonna get this out of luck, huh?
Well the clock is tick- tick- ticking
So you better hurry up
If you wanna keep up, keep up
Don't keep that shit up!
Or that ass is what I'll bust
Look around, listen to the sound
You think this shit is easy uh uh
Why's that grade an 80?
Better get that shit up
95 or above then maybe I will shut up
By the way, make that fucking music
You said you wanna do it, fucking do it then
Don't make amends
In god I trust, amen
Better fix yourself get rid of all these fake friends
Fuck your mental health, hurry that ass up!
You think you fucking tough, huh?
You think you gonna get this shit out of luck, huh?
Well the clock is tick- tick- ticking
So you better hurry up
If you wanna keep up, keep up!
You think you fucking tough, huh?
Think you gonna get this out of luck, huh?
Well the clock is tick- tick- ticking
So you better hurry up
If you wanna keep up, keep up!
I'm trying, I'm trying
I just feel like dying
This shit is so tiring, nah fuck this I'm done
Recording and writing this shit is so fun
But I feel like I'm frying right under the sun
You don't know what I go through
Bitch, you don't know what I go through!
Assuming it's all just a little bluff
Do you know how it feels to give everything
Everything, everything, and still not be enough
Had a couple family that had went into the ground
Gone like the sound, had me fucked like the drums
Rolled up a blunt right before 21
But that wasn't me so I lost a couple pounds yeah but
Fuck, time is running out
Gotta hurry- Quick! Travel at the speed of sound
Yeah but, how?
I'm running out of time
I just wanna
What in the fuck do you think you're doing?
You thought this was gon' be easy?
This shit's not easy!
Who told you it was gonna be easy?
You not finished!
Who the fuck told you you're finished?
I'm gonna tell you when you're finished!
You better hurry that ass up before you get left behind!
Ima count down from 3 when I get to 3 you gets the going
Three, two, one
Hurry the fuck up Jay! (We gon' be alright!)
We gon' be okay!
We gon' be alright!
We gon' be okay, we gon' be alright, we gon' be okay!
We gon' be alright!
We gon' be okay!
We gon' be alright, we gon' be okay, we gon' be alright
Pfft
My mans is getting
No vachina
No bitches
You need you some poosay!
Credits
Writer(s): Jayden Martinez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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