Lyrics:
Turn me up, turn me up, turn me up! turn me up
Yo! turn me up, turn me up! up some more
Up, up some more! Up, up some more
Yeah, up up some more
The elders grew the trees for the use of the shade
So we could be Special Ed and have it made
Work our loot to keep us getting paid
We could do it right
Get to know me
Get to know me
Bet you won't regret it mostly.
Let truth flow, impress dudes low-key
Set the tone, please
Guess who's glowing
Get
while your crew get dumb and dumber
Grew up straight out of low cash like CB fo'
Now I got dough and you got one night stands like gangsta, yo
See
out here with excuses you just learn to move different (Yeah)
And keep it on the low cause even day one niggas could just get the switching
Im just
far from the binoculars
So, that smart money finna get that heat out the car
Yo, I'm K-Dot Lamar meets 2Pac Shakur
I got profiled by a few cops, too
to keep the world strong
And the skill to hold down our own
But we used to stand for oppression
Now it seems as though everybody's lips is sewn
Tell me
niggas want smoke turn they ass to ashes
I been in my bag It look my cash old
She in her feelings she say ima asshole
Why she keep calling
Why she
saying?
R.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P
I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob a industry nigga
Don't take this shit 'cause we
When I hit it will it bounce
Come over here
I know you really wanna dance
Never been the type to chase a ho
But I might give it a go
So drop it low
with my gees
We keep it low key no car keys
We hit the clubs bit by bit
We no dey talk much you gon see
My babygirl a ten peng thing
So I pulled up
Whether it's your broad or your niggas
Just make sure you know what I'm saying
You always surround yourself by the right variety
Those niggas yo
Throwing shade on yo name
Now he reminiscing
Me and you we can build
Until we stack a million
Just let that drip drip drip drop
Girl I’m bout to kill it
I
Yeah, I'm runnin, can you keep up?
Bitch
Trip about the numbers, then I got 'em up
Yeah, my eyes quite low, might just blame it on the cup
Yeah,
I keep waiting for these days to pass by
But it doesn't seem like it’s ever gonna come
You say it’s only grains of sand
I wait it out but my mind
don't understand me
See the pain in my eyes
Been tryna keep it lowkey
I started thuggin on my own
Just to fucking save me
Ain't no fucking disappointments
motherfuckin' chance nigga spit it
So listen to what I'm tellin' G, come with the melody
Or keep yo skin tight so you can have longevity
Like the Bad Ass, shit
Muhfuckin game
We dont play by the rules
Yeah
Keep yo glock tucked
But never show ya tool
And if they saying its up
Just tell em bust a move
You betta keep it
a barcode
Price on yo head scan yo head like a barcode
The money aint a thing Ima make it back tomorrow
Godflow my genre
As I run on waves you slaves testing
in low oh oh
Creep in slow oh oh
G,shock for the wristwatch what
Fuck yo rollex I got da strong stuff
I'm da lone wolf independent and some
Y'all
always keep it real,
So hop up in the driver's seat and dip on these chrome wheels
She's takin control, control of, me
She's takin control, control
On 23's it's really sick
Yo, can I catch a ride
Do you mind if I bounce up in ya truck
Ooh, I'm bout to lose my cool
Have you ever seen a volcano erupt
Einstein said
"If you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree
That fish is always gon' think it's stupid"
That's stupid
It's only one of you
Just
Im chasing all my dreams
Im a make it
Make Make it happen
Keep hating on the low
Im a make it
Make make it happen
See the focus in my eyes
Im a make
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