It's a hit
Yeah, yeah
Wake up and get to the bag, yeah (Get to the bag)
I know it's makin' 'em mad, yeah (Makin' 'em mad)
Still, I be wishin' 'em well, yeah
All of that hatin' a drag, yeah (Hatin' is whack)
Used to be rootin' 'em on, yeah
Really, they wanted me dead, yeah
Used to be puttin' 'em on, yeah
Guess it just got to they head (Got to they head)
I got up out of the bed
Ready to get it, I'm keepin' my foot on they neck
These niggas finna go blind
'Cause I'ma shine no matter who it affect (No matter, no matter)
I do not ever resign
I gotta climb, I got no time for regrets (No time)
I am a hitter for mine
But trust me, I got me some homies that do it for less, yeah (Let's go)
Foes gon' hate, that's a fact
Hoes gon' ho, that's a trap
Folk gon' show where it's at
Love don't change over checks
Friends don't switch for a bitch
Real ones get my respect
Real ones know that I don't miss
We goin' up, up
They be goin' low, we goin' up, up
Already know we goin' up, up
Ain't no lookin' down, we goin' up, up
Head up in the clouds, we goin' up
I got the bread on the phone, yeah (Bread on the phone)
Splittin' it up with the bros, yeah (With the bros)
Niggas be wantin' a piece, yeah (Want a piece)
I do not open the door, yeah (No, no, no)
Family cuttin' the cake, yeah (Family, family)
Niggas be beggin' for plates, yeah (What is you doin'?)
Give 'em a slice, it get to they head
And now they got somethin' to say (Don't give a shit)
Do it again and again
I look at my haters, I'm makin' a hundred a head
I'm takin' the pain, I feel it and use it for fuel
So thank you, it power the jet
Fuck with me, nigga, it's on
I'm takin' your story and turnin' it into a check
Wake up and water the lawn
They stuck in 2018, we onto the next, yeah (We onto the next, let's go)
Foes gon' hate, that's a fact
Hoes gon' ho, that's a trap
Folk gon' show where it's at
Love don't change over checks
Friends don't switch for a bitch
Real ones get my respect
Real ones know that I don't miss
We goin' up, up
They be goin' low, we goin' up, up
Already know we goin' up, up
Ain't no lookin' down, we goin' up, up
Head up in the clouds, we goin' up
No new friends in the crib
Circa '18, you legit
No hoes allowed, no offense
Get shocked if you want a fence
Thought I'd never make it out the mud
Did it once, do that shit again
Real ones wanna see me win
I was tryna put a nigga on
He was tryna kick me down the steps
If you finna kick me when I'm down
Better be for certain that I'm dead
All my niggas fixin' up my crown
Take it and I share it with the town
My kids make a nigga proud
All my people ridin' 'til the end, yeah
We goin' up, up
They be goin' low, we goin' up, up
Already know we goin' up, up
Ain't no lookin' down, we goin' up, up
Head up in the clouds, we goin' up
[Richard Parker]
Aw, man, this man is mean
Just look up
He's out of here, folks
Grand slam right out of the park
You see that?
Where could he possibly be goin' next?
He's goin', he's goin'
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