Up! (feat. K2timees)

They think it's cap inside my rap but they won't see bout it I tried to tell em bout the vision it was too clouded Acc up next nigga look On the real On the real we getting money had to run it up Nigga you ain't running the game gotta serve with a cup I don't care about the bodies nigga can't flirt with a slut Burning all them bridges down cannot give a fuck bout a cut I might be the turn test in the city just label me tut We might be the turn test in the city it's really been us Live is just going keep lifing why the fuck would I fuss Put a switch on top my ghosty gun now it turn em to dust I might play it to cool when I'm done like I'm hopping on rust Told em tap me when he find the woky aint sippin on tuss Slap a thirty inside of this bitch man I love when it buss Ain't my fault that he out here just lacking god tell him adjust I ain't really wanna do that shit but it turned to a must Different type of beast up in this bitch someone hand me a tusk Designer on my toes stepping somebody give em a buck Flexing on that 2 bands I been touched I do not give a fuck ain't goin lie I fell off but it's good cause I'm getting back up Heard you out here lying to the hoes said you going snatch what Finna call this watch Moses like the way it flood Heard that she a fuckin poser don't know how to love When they ask me how I'm feeling just say off the drugs My money touching the ceiling I'm her favorite plug Really got the fucking juice out the coffee mug We going rob you for your loot told you cough it up And we lookin for yo crew it ain't cost enough Nigga who the fuck is you ain't no boss in us We ain't even on the same page I don't got no trust We ain't even the same age I cant give no fucks Riding inna tonka switching to the Bentley truck My Glock a monster finna keep the semi tucked Suckin on my jimmy I'm just tryna bust a nut Out here in Miami and she got a bubble butt They tryna watch mommy moves but they simple Member trapping out the fuckin city off my kindle Don't make me go get thruki on my life you niggas mental 90 inna 60 feel like adeel in my rental Always went to class but i ain't never have no pencil My life ain't easy you ain't been what I been thru All these bitches ran thru Tell me what's yo plan dude Hating on my music but yo bitch she is a fan too NBA I jam ou Feeling like the man buu Get up out my face you stupid bitch I cannot stand you Catch me when I land ou My gun it don't jam coo I don't use no hands fool Never went to damn school Ian never follow rules Steady out here making moves Taking dubs don't ever lose Lil baby got sun to prove Shooting through yo door then we shooting through yo fucking roof You said that you never run but bitch that's farthest from the truth Nigga talking knock em out the park just like I'm Babe Ruth You ain't get the gas from us I'm knowing that shit boof Know that imma play my part and imma play that bitch smooth I'm knowing that they jealous and I know they just want me to lose I'll swerve in Amg yeah back to back yo bitch goin pick and choose Im going to state to state you got pape bitch I'm still counting blues I'll say it once you trynna prove you point yo Bitchass on the news I still remember nights when we would ride inside a Chevy Cruze Im taking all this shit straight to my chin lil bitch it's fuck a bruise And you the one thats faking lil nigga how could you accuse?