it And let me holla on this remix for a moment so watch me kick it then im gonna flip this script and own it,own it To all the haters, i made it
garbage in the first place, that's on the up and up Keep you at the bottom, but tease you with the upper crust You get it, then they move it, so you never keeping up
it And up until you came along And no one ever heard my song Now it's clowning with a bullet It's nice to have someone so honestly devoted But when it
it, push it around? I guess to build yourself up so high You had to take her and break her down Well, she laid her heart and soul right in your hands
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up I do it for the hustlers and this
shake it in them jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up (up, up) Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up
my ground bitch, I get it up myself you just put it down they say I put my whole on display, to my dismay stop it, you carry-in on without logic let me
it's residuals But then comes foes, I have to guard it with missels And I become the most wanted But is it worth hearin' a million people problems And
the corners at night With young dudes it's them he wanna be like It's sad but it's fun to him right? He never grew up 31 And can't give his youth, he'
we lay it on you Let you know how we feel about, love Paint a pretty smile, each day Lovin, is a blessin' Never let it fade away It's all about love Build
working, making money I'm just starting to build a name I can feel it, around the corner I could make it any day Mother mother, can you hear me? Sure
gotta hear my records get over it My whole team getting rich get over it I got the city on my back get over it Get over it Get over it
raped the game young, you could call it statutory When a nigga blow up they gon' build statues for me Old money Benjamin Button, what? I nutting Now superbad chicks giving me
watch me shoot to the bank, im a money pistol weezy beat the beat up like Sonny Liston red bone do me good then her friend, her sister i mean her bitch, she never
while 'Cause I might get stuck in this corrupt lifestyle But my heart pumps foul blood through my arteries And I can't turn it back It's a part of me,
around That ain't it, well fuck it nigga we get it down Never try to grab your ankle nigga, we'll kick 'em down Focus up, we gotta hit it now, bruh When
picture always on your bitch background Like Prada, it's just me and Cyhi Young enough to be your son, but she call me big papa She gave me her oh nana
my hands up high And live my life, and live my life Just to get off and throw my hands up high I paid for them titties, get your own It ain't safe in