Fueled Up
Quavo
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I'm goin' back to my moves, I'm goin' back to my old ways I'm goin' back to my lifestyle, pullin' up back to the Nawf Qua' (ooh) Never go back to my old bae (no) Nigga, I gotta go up for Take' See, you know that I'm outside workin' one You know that we earned them one Nigga, we came from none, know that we servin', son Off this good drank, you know that's the purple one Walkin' out the bank with a hunnid and sum'n Narcotics on narcotics, I just took one (yeah) Livin' like a rockstar but we miss one (yeah) My cousin jumped out the car, had to keep goin' (ooh) Now he tellin' the whole world that we ain't blood (ooh) Nigga, it's all love, yeah, it's all love (yeah) I guess we got to be together in this small world (yeah) Nigga, it's all love, yeah, it's all love (love) Rocket power, I'ma up this shit, let's keep it goin' Valet the car and I'm keepin' it crunk (skrrt) I am a star and these bitches be struck Fire on me now and I'm keepin' it tucked (grrah) All I can think about is my lil' bruh (damn) Ridin' around in my bulletproof truck These savings ain't dangerous, that is a must Lean on my stick like I'm usin' a crutch (baow) Jealousy, images, watch who you trust (trust) To infinity, I got businesss (woo) I got mansions and amenities Take advantage, won't get into me (nah) You can plan it, not offendin' me He's a fan, not an enemy (woo) On the planet with the remedy F*ck who started, I'ma finish it (finish) I'ma pack out the booth like it's Spirit (go) Pack out the-pack out the-pack out the booth like it's Spirit Four pockets full like I got on Amiris (woo) QC the label, been loaded for years Huncho the man, the man of the year We put the A on the map for real (woo) Young rich nigga done made careers (careers) Iron sharpen iron, nigga, we playin' so young nigga, swallow your pills (chyeah) Been reppin' the same team like LeBron, it's time to redo my deal Way before, way before I lost my brother, it been time to kill Can't nobody, nobody take this pressure we apply here (no) Put it on, put it on the floor and dresser, nigga, it's all here I'm goin' back to my moves (yeah), I'm goin' back to my old ways I'm goin' back to my lifestyle, pullin' up back to the Nawf Qua' (ooh, nawf) Never go back to my old bae (no, yeah) Nigga, I gotta go up for Take' (yeah) See, you know that I'm outside workin' one You know that we earned them one (yeah) Nigga, we came from none, know that we servin', son (yeah) Off this good drank, you know that's the purple one (oh) Walkin' out the bank with a hunnid and sum'n Do this shit for the fam', 'cause this shit bigger than me Do this shit for the fam', 'cause this shit bigger than me Do this shit for the fam', 'cause this shit bigger than me
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Written by: Quavious Marshall, Shane Lindstrom, Kenneth Blume III
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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