Up On Em

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Cause I got the drop up on em
A thottie that's ready to
Pop up on em
A Brodie to change for the pape
Up on em
A steppa that stomp when I say it On em
A plug that's in love with the pape I brought em
He gone do what it takes
To keep business proper
A FaceTime from ha
An he said I got em
Get a FaceTime from gone
Now we shaking coppers
Go update ya roster like
This is that time of the night
This is that monster
That's under ya bed
Just waiting to cut out the light
That crack in the closet
Sound in kitchen
That just isnt feeling to right
That one in the head
Then click click jam
Last thing ya need in ya life
Last thing I need is a wife
Maybe a vibe a smoochie a Bonnie
Something to keep me on ice
I need a 9 a rugar a glocky
Something that come with a sight
Play wit yo bitch or ya life
Spin yoles don't matter the type
I'm sliding bro right or he right
If I suit up he dying tonight
Like like like
Who think I'm sweet in this bitch
Really walking shit down
When it came to my chick
Check the reports on the hit
He done left with some shots
Then got dropped to the feds
Check the reports on my fit
I done spent a few zips
To go reup an Shit
Ha like
Ima god but I'll never admit it
Soldier to worker
Worker to boss
Look at me prince of my city
Copy my flows
Study my moves
Niggas can't remix the Demi
I'm not that kid from the city
When I make it out
Know the south coming with me
Just wanted support from my gang
Video shoots first time performing
It was just me on that stage
Switched up my lane
Found some real members
Now NSE be the gang
Niggas betrayed me
Never forgave em
His body won't cost me thang
Won't cost me a chain
Cause I got the drop up on em
A thottie that's ready to
Pop up on em
A Brodie to change for the pape
Up on em
A steppa that stomp when I say it On em
A plug that's in love with the pape I brought em
He gone do what it takes
To keep business proper
A FaceTime from ha
An he said I got em
Get a FaceTime from gone
Now we shaking coppers
Go update ya roster like
F*ck it I'm back in this bitch
Got a lot on my chest
So I'm talking my shit
F*ck it I know bout the risk
Like keep watching that door
While I weigh up this brick
So deep in this Shit
Not thinking ahead
Pray I'm not stuck in the mix
F*ck it it Is what it is
There ain't no turning back
We been banging since kids
Third street trapping
Niggas been acting
Preaching to the world they active
Niggas relaxing ain't got no action
Better tap in we slapping
Can't show you how to
Swipe no giffy
But these bricks no tint
No Bobby all Whitney
Can't show you how to pop
No wheely
Cause when I was 13
I was loading up semis

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Written by: David Ware

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