Going Up ft. Mbk Pook Lyrics

Yeah Aye Dyung

Yeah, I know I'm going up

Can't stop won't stop till I'm at the top

Don't try to switch sides when you see me up

You ain't wanna stick around when I was on the block

Fuck all the bullshit you talking

I know your bitch she on my page stalking

Had to stay lowkey makes moves

By myself better get to walking

Getting to the bag lil bitch I'm saucing

Nowadays you could get more profit

Play with the fam get your ass in the coffin

Switch up my flow in the stu and I'm locked in

Yeah, said that I'm locked in

Only motive was to go and get it

Fuck all the suckers who hated they deaded

Play this song then you know that I meant it

Yeah, they say they gon pop shit

Run up with semis and mob sticks

He gon get hit up with hot shit

Thinking he with it I bet Imma drop shit

I came from New Jersey where them youngins be toting them semis and mob sticks

I come from Plain Field where them youngins be toting them semis and mob sticks

How you gon talk down face shot bet we walk down let me see if he talk

I came from the nothing

I came from the bottom

I came from the young

I came from the dark

How you gon talk like he stepping I up with that 30 I guarantee I let it spark

How you gon talk like he stepping I up with that 30 I guarantee I hit his heart

Yeah, and baby a demon

Run up with semis I come up with 30's you know that we squeezing

Niggas be talking I catch em out lacking you know that they bleeding

Niggas be talking I spin on the block and I bet Imma eat it

Niggas know that

Run up on them I blow that

Bopping shit and I feel like I'm kodak

If he run up with semis I owe that

If he run up with semis I owe that

Niggas know that

And I feel like a king Imma show that

Ain't never gon lack, watch the view from the back

When you steppin don't know they gon blow back, Yeah

I know I'm going up

Can't stop won't stop till I'm at the top

Don't try to switch sides when you see me up

You ain't wanna stick around when I was on the block

Fuck all the bullshit you talking

I know your bitch she on my page stalking

Had to stay lowkey makes moves

By myself better get to walking

Work too damn hard for this shit what's the point of stopping

Going up get the bag my only option

Come from the west sin city we popping

Live off this music I'm tryna get paid

Can't fuck with no lame they try to ride the wave

Shoutout to pook you know that's mbk

Taking my time Imma blow just wait

Taking my time Imma blow just wait