Up Again (feat. Icewear Vezzo)
Goddamn! Bro, you the broke another motherfuckin' money machine?
Now you give me that bag, you take that bag, we'll count it by hand.
Where the rubber bands?
Ain't been on the block in a while
I ran up but knot off the loud
Ain't talked to my dog in a while, he lost his case trying to take it to trial
No spending just letting it pile
Pandemic came we were still counting
They said it's a drought we ain't seen it
We was hustling fuck quarantinin'
You try me, you dyin', I mean it
My wrists and my lobe's anemic
My whip and my hoes anemic
Bricks a blow I
Bricks and loads, I seen it
So much paper, we don't feel safe
Paid my bills and I'm still straight
Did niggas favors and they still hate
Fuck it, let's run up them blues
It was Fila's now it's Jimmy Choo's
Reach and we puttin' niggas on the news
Copped me a crib and it came with a pool
The Mazi, it came with a model
The section, it came with the bottles
We attending that fuck niggas funeral
That hate shit came with them hollows
Know they gon' follow
Know they wanna hold me down
I'm up so they know me now
Just order like a hundred more pounds
Bitch I'm right back up again
These hoes can't slow me down
Say it's love gotta show me now
Got them right back on me now
Cause I'm right back up again
Said I'm right back up, up, up
I'm right back up again
Said I'm right back up, up, up
I'm right back up again
Know they wanna hold me down
I'm up so they know me now
Just order like a hundred more pounds
Bitch I'm right back up again
Said I'm right back up
Yeah it's stuck nigga
I just pour my pain in my cup nigga
Sell white cocaine like my buffs nigga
Two bust down chains that's a hun ticket
Hate a pussy ass nigga we don't run with them
When I touch down in Cleveland got guns with us
Big chop on me like I hunt niggas
I don't march in no bands got drums with us
We blow shit down
They ain't ever hold me down
But they ain't ever slow shit down
Roll shit down.
Put an extra dub in my chain, I can fuck any hoe in town
I was counting up
Yeah they try to count me out
Bet them fuck niggas wanna switch now
I won't quit now, take a nigga whole bitch now
Iced up, fully blown kit now
Fuck keepin' up I just count on my cheese
I don't count on no niggas, yeah I count on my team
200 thousand, break it down with my gang
Got an ice cold heart, wear it right on my sleeve
Bitch see me, she get right on her knees
Did my time, then got right to my dreams
Flow so tight, I can write in my dreams
LA in the morning, take a flight I'm with Preme
Hit New York, spin a bag on my chain
I'm a real street nigga, I can stand on my name
These niggas hoes, they be standing on fame
Gotta stop in the Tenn, just to check on my lane
Rims so big, can't stand on the frame
All headshots, just to check on my aim
Pop two perks, yeah I'm back on that wave
Hit Blue Flame throw band on a range
Know they wanna hold me down
I'm up so, they know me now
Just ordered like a hundred more pounds
Bitch, I'm right back up again
These hoes can't slow me down
Say it's love, gotta show me now
Got them right back on me now
Cause I'm right back up again
Said I'm right back up, up, up
I'm right back up again
Said I'm right back up, up, up
I'm right back up again
Know they wanna hold me down
I'm up so, they know me now
Just ordered like a hundred more pounds.
Bitch, I'm right back up again.
Said I'm right back up, up, up, up, up, up.
Now you give me that bag, you take that bag, we'll count it by hand.
Where the rubber bands?
Ain't been on the block in a while
I ran up but knot off the loud
Ain't talked to my dog in a while, he lost his case trying to take it to trial
No spending just letting it pile
Pandemic came we were still counting
They said it's a drought we ain't seen it
We was hustling fuck quarantinin'
You try me, you dyin', I mean it
My wrists and my lobe's anemic
My whip and my hoes anemic
Bricks a blow I
Bricks and loads, I seen it
So much paper, we don't feel safe
Paid my bills and I'm still straight
Did niggas favors and they still hate
Fuck it, let's run up them blues
It was Fila's now it's Jimmy Choo's
Reach and we puttin' niggas on the news
Copped me a crib and it came with a pool
The Mazi, it came with a model
The section, it came with the bottles
We attending that fuck niggas funeral
That hate shit came with them hollows
Know they gon' follow
Know they wanna hold me down
I'm up so they know me now
Just order like a hundred more pounds
Bitch I'm right back up again
These hoes can't slow me down
Say it's love gotta show me now
Got them right back on me now
Cause I'm right back up again
Said I'm right back up, up, up
I'm right back up again
Said I'm right back up, up, up
I'm right back up again
Know they wanna hold me down
I'm up so they know me now
Just order like a hundred more pounds
Bitch I'm right back up again
Said I'm right back up
Yeah it's stuck nigga
I just pour my pain in my cup nigga
Sell white cocaine like my buffs nigga
Two bust down chains that's a hun ticket
Hate a pussy ass nigga we don't run with them
When I touch down in Cleveland got guns with us
Big chop on me like I hunt niggas
I don't march in no bands got drums with us
We blow shit down
They ain't ever hold me down
But they ain't ever slow shit down
Roll shit down.
Put an extra dub in my chain, I can fuck any hoe in town
I was counting up
Yeah they try to count me out
Bet them fuck niggas wanna switch now
I won't quit now, take a nigga whole bitch now
Iced up, fully blown kit now
Fuck keepin' up I just count on my cheese
I don't count on no niggas, yeah I count on my team
200 thousand, break it down with my gang
Got an ice cold heart, wear it right on my sleeve
Bitch see me, she get right on her knees
Did my time, then got right to my dreams
Flow so tight, I can write in my dreams
LA in the morning, take a flight I'm with Preme
Hit New York, spin a bag on my chain
I'm a real street nigga, I can stand on my name
These niggas hoes, they be standing on fame
Gotta stop in the Tenn, just to check on my lane
Rims so big, can't stand on the frame
All headshots, just to check on my aim
Pop two perks, yeah I'm back on that wave
Hit Blue Flame throw band on a range
Know they wanna hold me down
I'm up so, they know me now
Just ordered like a hundred more pounds
Bitch, I'm right back up again
These hoes can't slow me down
Say it's love, gotta show me now
Got them right back on me now
Cause I'm right back up again
Said I'm right back up, up, up
I'm right back up again
Said I'm right back up, up, up
I'm right back up again
Know they wanna hold me down
I'm up so, they know me now
Just ordered like a hundred more pounds.
Bitch, I'm right back up again.
Said I'm right back up, up, up, up, up, up.
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