On the Up & Up
Yeah
I've been tryna find a way never find me out of place
Never ridin' on your wave I think your shorty wants some space
I got her hidin' at my place she wanna ride all on my wait...
I've been tryna flood the safe
Plain Jane flood the face
Take a plane to L.A. We ain't the same, can't relate, nah
Who you are through and through
All that counts at your funeral
I've been locked in the studio I'd rather that than a cubicle
Think just cause she beautiful, she gon' get my bread, she delusional
Play around and they losin' you, the whole fam got screws that's loose
Yeah, I'm way, way, way up skinny and got my weight up
Back then, they didn't pay attention Now they gotta pay up
Back then, they was talkin' crazy, now they can't say much
If they in the game then they ride the bench cause they can't play us
I'm tryna be a blessing to others off white seats, lookin' like butter
Supreme white tee, chrome heart trucker
Sneakers all over, the closet is cluttered
If I said it, I said it and I didn't stutter
I'll never love her if I cannot trust her
I'll never switch if I call you my brother
I see why a lot of y'all gonna end up stayin' average
I've seen a lot of y'all pay for verification badges
Less worried about stackin', more worried about your status
I always go too far, I'm sorry, it's just a habit
Yeah, well there you have it
If it's smoke, let me know I probably do more than match it
If she threw me a hint then I probably did more than catch it
Ain't losin' sleep over shorty you know I already had it
Yeah, so what's the deal? I feel unstoppable like 2001 Shaquille
She asked me for some bread I said nope, like I'm Jordan Peele
Always give you what's real I don't give a fuck how you feel
Sittin' here thinkin' bout the way that I've been livin
I don't let feelings get in the way of my decisions
Niggas Stevie Wonder sayin' that they saw the vision
Pray my brothers never see a early grave or see a prison
The crown won't go on anybody's head, it's like a fitted
You'd rather hate me quietly, I'd rather you admit it
I don't even gotta use a brush to paint a picture
If she switch on me, I show her how quickly I can switch her
I know when the vibe is off, I feel the tension
Money in the Nike box, that was my only pension
Everyone who folded on me wants redemption
But I could give a fuck, I pay it no attention
I've been tryna find a way never find me out of place
Never ridin' on your wave I think your shorty wants some space
I got her hidin' at my place she wanna ride all on my wait...
I've been tryna flood the safe
Plain Jane flood the face
Take a plane to L.A. We ain't the same, can't relate, nah
Who you are through and through
All that counts at your funeral
I've been locked in the studio I'd rather that than a cubicle
Think just cause she beautiful, she gon' get my bread, she delusional
Play around and they losin' you, the whole fam got screws that's loose
Yeah, I'm way, way, way up skinny and got my weight up
Back then, they didn't pay attention Now they gotta pay up
Back then, they was talkin' crazy, now they can't say much
If they in the game then they ride the bench cause they can't play us
I'm tryna be a blessing to others off white seats, lookin' like butter
Supreme white tee, chrome heart trucker
Sneakers all over, the closet is cluttered
If I said it, I said it and I didn't stutter
I'll never love her if I cannot trust her
I'll never switch if I call you my brother
I see why a lot of y'all gonna end up stayin' average
I've seen a lot of y'all pay for verification badges
Less worried about stackin', more worried about your status
I always go too far, I'm sorry, it's just a habit
Yeah, well there you have it
If it's smoke, let me know I probably do more than match it
If she threw me a hint then I probably did more than catch it
Ain't losin' sleep over shorty you know I already had it
Yeah, so what's the deal? I feel unstoppable like 2001 Shaquille
She asked me for some bread I said nope, like I'm Jordan Peele
Always give you what's real I don't give a fuck how you feel
Sittin' here thinkin' bout the way that I've been livin
I don't let feelings get in the way of my decisions
Niggas Stevie Wonder sayin' that they saw the vision
Pray my brothers never see a early grave or see a prison
The crown won't go on anybody's head, it's like a fitted
You'd rather hate me quietly, I'd rather you admit it
I don't even gotta use a brush to paint a picture
If she switch on me, I show her how quickly I can switch her
I know when the vibe is off, I feel the tension
Money in the Nike box, that was my only pension
Everyone who folded on me wants redemption
But I could give a fuck, I pay it no attention
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Writer(s): Julian Carter
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