Rise Lyrics

Whipping the Bentley

They really could never get me

I'm stacking that paper

That bitch she been waiting

I'm faded and drinking

I'm back on that Henny

Fell off the track so I'm back a little skinny

I'm tucking the semi

Like father forgive me

I'm sorry I'm frozen from constantly winning

Don't know if my soul

Had been lost from the spending

I need some new goals

Don't want thoughts of the ending

I focus the pros

And then problems got plenty

I feel like Derrick Rose

When he watching and sitting

When I get the Rolls

I'll give props to my city

Bitch I need shows

I don't want none of your pity

And now that the clothes

In the closet are Fendi

These bitches all wanna be positive with me

Remember when shit

Was the opposite really

I'll get to that goal

If it cost me a milli

I'm caught sitting pretty

I get to the bag

And then they head be spinning

Cause they not contending

But thank god we winning

Don't get how that happened

Try to contain it

But I can't complain and

I'm saying

It's everyday that we stacking

I'd say that we made it

But lets just get faded

I'm saying

We don't got to make it all that and

My wrist bling like a young Rob Patten

My sheets satin

Sip that drank

I'm gonna get a G Wagon

Running to the bank

When I wanna runaway

Imma run another play

Don't wanna wait for the captain

I'm finna be a great

Imma get it either way

Play for a stake

When the stakes will be stacking

Shit that I say

Man you think they'd be clapping

Came up so much

Even haters be dapping me

Like a athlete

And like Bo knows

If I have it I need it

My throat is so froze

What I haven't defeated

From grabbing the flow

To then crafting the beat and then

When I go home

She just ask if I mean it

I told her told don't trip

Cause the past been deleted

I'm back on my shit

And you have believe it

Cause I only know

What I have to complete

Rise from the dead

And get back on your feet

Rise to your feet

We in the street

We ain't gone fold

When shit get deep

You already know

Just where where we be

I told little bro just hit my phone

He ever need it

We in Sweden

I was feeling so complete and

In the moment I would hold it

But I couldn't

So we'd take in what we see

I was thinking bout the days

And then the things we say at night

Find better ways

And in the shade

Still find a way to make it bright

But I ain't fazed

And I been tasting

Pour a 8th up in my Sprite

I got her pacing and my days been

Finally starting to make it right

Boss with me man and

Got your bitch

She on my dick

And shit she seem to talk my language

Conversations when she spit

My wrist it cost fifty

I told them what we'd do

And did it

Don't know why y'all still don't get it

When I sit they got to admit

Like boy that watch nifty

That bitch she used to talk that shit

And I'll forgive but don't forget

I'll leave her in that Honda Civic

And takeoff quickly

Dog I'm pretty

Took another shot

This vodka my kidney

If bro spun the block

I brought the mop with me

Trynna get the top

While mobbing on a ten speed

I don't got a opp

Shit I wouldn't go against me

All the shit I talk

Man I got to be a MC

Cause it be getting hot

Where the pens be

And I think that I forgot where your mans be

But I could have you

In the spot looking fancy

With a new black Benz

And the fans in the backseat

If you got plans

I got ends if you ask me

Shaking bitches hands

In the stands like a athlete

Rise to your feet

We in the street

We ain't gone fold

When shit get deep

You already know

Just where where we be

I told lil bro just hit my phone

He ever need it

We in Sweden

I was feeling so complete and

In the moment I would hold it

But I couldn't

So we'd take in what we see

I was thinking bout the days

And then the things we say at night

Find better ways

And in the shade

Still find a way to make it bright

But I ain't fazed

And I been tasting

Pour a 8th up in my Sprite

I got her pacing and my days been

Finally starting to make it right

Rise to your feet

We in the street

We ain't gone fold

When shit get deep

You already know

Just where where we be

I told little bro just hit my phone

He ever need it

We in Sweden

I was feeling so complete and

In the moment I would hold it

But I couldn't

So we'd take in what we see

I was thinking bout the days

And then the things we say at night

Find better ways

And in the shade

Still find a way to make it bright

But I ain't fazed

And I been tasting

Pour a 8th up in my Sprite

I got her pacing and my days been

Finally starting to make it right