Reup
[ Chorus ]
Yo, aye reup! (Reup)
To everybody on my team reup (Reup)
Cause Martin Luther had a dream reup (Reup)
Reup (Reup)
Eastside Westside reup (Reup)
All my n**** down to ride reup
Cause life come with a lot of lows, but all my n**** high so
You know how it go
[ Verse ]
Yea, smoking on the devils lettuce till I'm high as heaven
That's a walking contradiction, this is recreation I run to medication
To stimulate my brain and lead me to meditation
Got the kinda flow that'll ring around the nation
And make it rain ones
My kind precipitation need my money long like the blunt a **** facing
You n**** know Tune murder beats like I'm Jason, yea
I'm back rappin' afloat I'm rap master I'm GOAT get clapped faster
You slow, I clap atcha' reload the facts matter
You know, I'm black matter
These rappers copy me and they trace with whack patterns uh
You n**** clowns I just sit back and I laugh (facts)
You second round I'm the first pick in the draft (yea)
I'm just a youngin' with the talent to spit
And real n**** if you feel me gon' balance a hit
[ Chorus ]
Aye reup! (Reup)
To everybody on my team reup (Reup)
Cause Martin Luther had a dream reup (Reup)
And if ya fix runnin' low, run to the plug n**** get a lil' more
Reup (Reup)
Eastside Westside reup (Reup)
All my n**** down to ride reup
Cause life come with a lot of lows (yea), but all my n**** high so
You know how it go
[ Verse ]
Yea to all my n**** thinkin' I be draggin this s****
I'm tryna keep it real I ain't braggin a bit
It's been a couple months since you had you a hit
Now you feel ya mind slip and you sad in abyss
N**** **** up with it, (Yea) **** up without it (Foreal)
Relapse so many times you can't count it (Damn)
But I know you sayin' times hard I don't doubt it
But you headstrong n**** find a way around it
If I hit the blunt, do you see me as less?
Cause a n**** hit the weed to get over the stress?
You narrow minded, you checkers n**** I play chess
J. Tune a new cloth I ain't cut the rest
What you expect the top shot come at ya neck (grrr)
Won't stop till I'm beachside thummin' through checks yea
We just scorin' nobody ain't tryna D up (nah)
I never freeze (nah) just cop the reup
N**** can't see us only wanna be us
This for all my n**** in the jail screaming "free us"
I just step back try and see the truer vision
As I'm smoking on this new prescription
Yo, aye reup! (Reup)
To everybody on my team reup (Reup)
Cause Martin Luther had a dream reup (Reup)
Reup (Reup)
Eastside Westside reup (Reup)
All my n**** down to ride reup
Cause life come with a lot of lows, but all my n**** high so
You know how it go
[ Verse ]
Yea, smoking on the devils lettuce till I'm high as heaven
That's a walking contradiction, this is recreation I run to medication
To stimulate my brain and lead me to meditation
Got the kinda flow that'll ring around the nation
And make it rain ones
My kind precipitation need my money long like the blunt a **** facing
You n**** know Tune murder beats like I'm Jason, yea
I'm back rappin' afloat I'm rap master I'm GOAT get clapped faster
You slow, I clap atcha' reload the facts matter
You know, I'm black matter
These rappers copy me and they trace with whack patterns uh
You n**** clowns I just sit back and I laugh (facts)
You second round I'm the first pick in the draft (yea)
I'm just a youngin' with the talent to spit
And real n**** if you feel me gon' balance a hit
[ Chorus ]
Aye reup! (Reup)
To everybody on my team reup (Reup)
Cause Martin Luther had a dream reup (Reup)
And if ya fix runnin' low, run to the plug n**** get a lil' more
Reup (Reup)
Eastside Westside reup (Reup)
All my n**** down to ride reup
Cause life come with a lot of lows (yea), but all my n**** high so
You know how it go
[ Verse ]
Yea to all my n**** thinkin' I be draggin this s****
I'm tryna keep it real I ain't braggin a bit
It's been a couple months since you had you a hit
Now you feel ya mind slip and you sad in abyss
N**** **** up with it, (Yea) **** up without it (Foreal)
Relapse so many times you can't count it (Damn)
But I know you sayin' times hard I don't doubt it
But you headstrong n**** find a way around it
If I hit the blunt, do you see me as less?
Cause a n**** hit the weed to get over the stress?
You narrow minded, you checkers n**** I play chess
J. Tune a new cloth I ain't cut the rest
What you expect the top shot come at ya neck (grrr)
Won't stop till I'm beachside thummin' through checks yea
We just scorin' nobody ain't tryna D up (nah)
I never freeze (nah) just cop the reup
N**** can't see us only wanna be us
This for all my n**** in the jail screaming "free us"
I just step back try and see the truer vision
As I'm smoking on this new prescription
Credits
Writer(s): Dallas Cooper
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