Up Above

I got dreams to make a milly ain't no time for being silly Gotta body on the blicky, one move you getting fifty I ain't picture toting semi but this bitch stuck within me Want my OG to see me making more than the city Big Bitch on my side and this bitch really pretty High as hell when I'm working, tell god it's getting gritty Trying to figure out why niggas bitches, and they acting nitty Why these bitches acting manly, and these niggas act saditty Nobody told me to pick up a semi Looked under the couch and I found me a demi Niggas top actors, boy you shoulda won a emmy Like I'm KD, before I shoot I take shimmy (wet) Hard shit when I talk boy it's rock salt Pop off, let me pop off for they halt Green tips, Green money, Big Hulk Brodie call my phone inna Trackhawk Bitch said I was friendly I just had to act lost Can't do no bad habits tell bro to Act Toss I don't got it, cards have boy I'm a big boss If bro don't grab it, I'll grab it I'll even pay da cost Got some old ass drip I can't even name it voss I just pick it up and spend it give a fuck bout what it cost Brodie just spent out you can hear that exhaust I been cooking motion up and my pockets rick ross I ain't wanna do it to em but I got to do it Man it's my turn, I got niggas don't believe I gotta prove it Niggas hear me, say this nigga got a gift I gotta use it Niggas tripping, I then hopped inside the stu' I'm talking fluent Nigga said he make mo' pape then Los them niggas stupid Me and RJ get to tripping making pape from making music Niggas losing, niggas nowhere near the top they make excuses Whatchu doin', I can pass and up the glock you still ain't shootin' Los you gotta chill you turning up, I sat my ass down (uh) Tell a fuck nigga shut up for he get fapped down (yea) Youngest nigga trippin' stand on business, yea I stand ground Ain't talking WWE when I say Smackdown (smacking out) I take a bitch back to the crib I beat her back down (ugggh) I'm in the picture I got killers in the background (yea) I'm fresh as hell I feel like Yeezy bitch I'm blacked out (shit) She sounding like the instrumental she den tapped out (she tapping out) Brodie high as hell skrt finna crash out Don't know shit like you finna button mash out Bitch turned off my music, finna lash out Was passing hoes to the bros Steve Nash out Was sharing clothes what the fuck is a tag bout Ask bro I hate clout I hate niggas who run they mouth Bitch we on a Ape drought play with mine and shit go south Mmm bitch mm Man Bitch go stretch him out Los acting up day it's time to turn nuisance I was humble till they said the jit, had a lil influence I don't rumble if we ain't gang swing then you losing Blick at the gym, we doing two types of shooting Wham in the party that don't mean Baby there Bitch bald no edges I can lend baby hair Just bought Eli beats so it's all gravy there Me and Los dripped out tell em send Wavy Gear (face) I'm finna Takeoff if you Offset you getting left Even tho' I bought the gun when I clutch say it's theft Half a Curry in my clip, play with me, more than Steph Lost two uncles in two months, I got tired of seeing death Bitch I'm betting on myself, I got tired of taking bets I get turnt anywhere they thinking that I got Tourettes Got a beast inside, Yeah crawling through my chest Give a fuck who up now, Cause me and Los got next