Rank.

What is up?
What is up?
Now why don't you fill up my cup?

What is you think?
I put it all in my drank, yeah
All of this gas, is stank, ye
All of this gas, is stank, yeah
Oh, this gas is rank, yeah
All of his money is fake, yeah
All of his talking is fake
All of his money is fake
All of his people is fake
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
All of these niggas is fake
All of these niggas jus hate
Ay, ay, ay (fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up)

Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up (nah nah)

I never knew what it was
I just wanted to roll with it just because
Half my life, I'm off the screen
Never made sense to you or me
It's lonely at the top, now I get it
Yeah, now I get it
See how far you'll drop, I get it
Yeah, now I get it
Higher than the clouds and the ground, its astounding
My head is pounding and you're trekking round me
Water dripping down my face, you're getting on me

I don't want you to run away
I dont want you to be replaced
I just wanted to see your face



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Writer(s): Timothy Weedon
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