Yop Not Yup Lyrics

I been way too busy tryna get it i'm running out of time

Chasing green Rajon Rondo on my hip i got number nine

Call log full of miss calls i just press decline

I got people dead and gone i reminisce wish i can press rewind

When they ask me if i'm good i say i'm fine

One of a kind that's the reason why they tryna hit my line

I'm in my prime i can't put that D on her she ain't a dime

They gon fake it in your face they really snakes they'll do you slime

Motion speeding up niggas coming out the cuts

All of a sudden you my cousin i'm like "what?"

Everybody saying Yop before me was saying yup

I ain't even tryna pop i'm doing this shit for a buck

I ain't worried bout no slut i put my feelings in a soda

On a lil boat sippin wock

My heart cold like Minnesota

I'm a loner there's a V on my back don't play for Villanova

My karma coming but i understand i'm looking over shoulders

And it be hard to keep my head straight

Going through this pain right now it's coo because the meds came

Uh, aye

But that's just for now

Mama ask me why i'm high all the time don't feel like going down

I got niggas mad got em pissed i'm the golden child

No hashtags on the gram but i'm smokin pounds

My lil brother wanna go to rolling loud

Ima bring him on the stage we ain't standing in no crowd

Maybe if i get an Oscar that'll make my family proud

If i don't give them pennies then they hit me with a frown

Don't ask me where i'm at and i ain't seen you in a while

Cause when everything went bad you was no where to be found

But i'm getting right i'm kinda glad you left

I'm telling hoes i only want the neck like i'm bad at sex

Shout out what's her name she my baddest ex

I'm in the garden with the snakes you fuck squares like madison

City full of rats you woulda thought that it was New York

I ain't even wanna rap because i'm better on the hoop court

I'm really one of them just gotta do more

Plenty nights when i ain't ate because i'm working to go too far

I been way too busy tryna get it i'm running out of time

Chasing green Rajon Rondo on my hip i got number nine

Call log full of miss calls i just press decline

I got people dead and gone i reminisce wish i can press rewind

Motion speeding up niggas coming out the cuts

All of a sudden you my cousin i'm like "what?"

Everybody saying Yop before me was saying yup

I ain't even tryna pop i'm doing this shit for a buck

All these other niggas suck