Way Up
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way up
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way up
I then got off my ass, you know that's how it gotta be
I've been standin' on business, quit fuckin' with niggas
Look down on whoever had doubted me
Run up a check for whoever be proud of me
I got out of my feelings and got in my bag
Play the back, but they still gon' acknowledge me
I got out of my feelings and got in my bag
Play the back, but they still gon' acknowledge me
They say I'm trippin', don't owe no apology
Money countin', keep beepin', don't bother me
You think that she boogie, I know that she choosin'
I just hit your hoe in robin's jean
Added up, whole team, worth a lot of that
And you can come and get rich off a firebatch
Yeah, Ir came with no legs, this shit put shit to bed so you know that all gone keep coming back
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way, way, way, way, way up
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way, way, way, way up
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way, way, way, way up
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way, way, way, way, wayup
I live way in the sky, where there is no gravity
Money still come' it attract to me
Rubber band every thousand, dollars keep pilin'
Money countin', did a hundred beeps
And my flip phone be wildin', forever dialin'
I can't even get a lick of sleep
Man, this shit could get violent,
I'ma put pros on a nigga head, if he play with me
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way, way, way, way, way up
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way, way, way, way up
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way, way, way, way up
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way, way, way, way up
Whenever I approach, them hoes get excited
They gassin' me up, I won't light it
They be biting my style like Tyson
When I step on a scene, it's a crisis
My brothers be holdin' me back
And if they let go, I might just attack
I got the seven all over my back
I'm gettin' you gone, it cost a few racks
It's YG gang, gang, gang, gang
No you can't hang, gang, gang, hang
Remain the same, same, same, same
No we can't change, change, change, change, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gang, gang, gang, gang
I'm feeling way, way, way, way, way, way, way
I'm feeling way, way, way, way, way, way
I'm feeling way, way, way, way, way, way
I'm feeling way, way, way, way, way, way
I'm feeling way, way, way, way, way, way
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way up
I then got off my ass, you know that's how it gotta be
I've been standin' on business, quit fuckin' with niggas
Look down on whoever had doubted me
Run up a check for whoever be proud of me
I got out of my feelings and got in my bag
Play the back, but they still gon' acknowledge me
I got out of my feelings and got in my bag
Play the back, but they still gon' acknowledge me
They say I'm trippin', don't owe no apology
Money countin', keep beepin', don't bother me
You think that she boogie, I know that she choosin'
I just hit your hoe in robin's jean
Added up, whole team, worth a lot of that
And you can come and get rich off a firebatch
Yeah, Ir came with no legs, this shit put shit to bed so you know that all gone keep coming back
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way, way, way, way, way up
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way, way, way, way up
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way, way, way, way up
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way, way, way, way, wayup
I live way in the sky, where there is no gravity
Money still come' it attract to me
Rubber band every thousand, dollars keep pilin'
Money countin', did a hundred beeps
And my flip phone be wildin', forever dialin'
I can't even get a lick of sleep
Man, this shit could get violent,
I'ma put pros on a nigga head, if he play with me
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way, way, way, way, way up
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way, way, way, way up
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way, way, way, way up
I'm feelin' way, way, way, way, way, way, way up
Whenever I approach, them hoes get excited
They gassin' me up, I won't light it
They be biting my style like Tyson
When I step on a scene, it's a crisis
My brothers be holdin' me back
And if they let go, I might just attack
I got the seven all over my back
I'm gettin' you gone, it cost a few racks
It's YG gang, gang, gang, gang
No you can't hang, gang, gang, hang
Remain the same, same, same, same
No we can't change, change, change, change, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gang, gang, gang, gang
I'm feeling way, way, way, way, way, way, way
I'm feeling way, way, way, way, way, way
I'm feeling way, way, way, way, way, way
I'm feeling way, way, way, way, way, way
I'm feeling way, way, way, way, way, way
Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth Bell Iii, De'shawn Hubbard, Cory Chandler
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