
Gave Up Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
Told you, bruh (Are you serious)
Told you, can I Milly Rock
Seems like they givin' up on me, I'll give em' somethin' to stay
But when you hear this, I'll make sure that you got nothin' to say
Stayin' on my grind, ain't nothin' gon' get in my way
And why you stay textin' my phone, when all you read is"okay"
Stackin' them champion rings, on champion rings, and that little boy need to sit, huh
I'm in the wrong, but they glazin' my songs, and you need to hop off my dick
Servin' the bass, the red in my face, I'm bringin' the drum and the kick
Actin' real crazy, I'ma just go till they pay me
Most of these bitches, they really ain't shit
They gave up on me at my lowest (Ain't shit, ain't shit)
Most these bitches really ain't shit (Ain't shit)
And you know it
Hop inside the whip, yeah, yeah, we fuckin' goin
Ninety over on the interstate
It's lookin' like they gave up, and I'm kissin' my cup
Puttin' belt to they ass, and I put the K up
I'ma get really high, I do not give a fuck what they think
If you thinkin' you better than me, motherfucker, it's up
Smokin' my weed at the banquet
I'm undercovers, I hotbox a blanket
Too many hits, now a motherfucker faded
Most of these bitches, they really ain't shit
Stackin' them champion rings, on champion rings, and that little boy need to sit, huh
I'm in the wrong, but they glazin' my songs, and you need to hop off my dick
Servin' the bass, the red in my face, I'm bringin' the drum and the kick
Actin' real crazy, I'ma just go till they pay me
Most of these bitches, they really
Ain't shit
They gave up on me at my lowest (Ain't shit, ain't shit)
Most these bitches really ain't shit (Ain't shit)
And you know it
Hop inside the whip, yeah, yeah, we fuckin' goin
Ninety over on the interstate
It's lookin' like they gave up, and I'm kissin' my cup
Puttin' belt to they ass, and I put the K up
I'ma get really high, I do not give a fuck what they think
If you thinkin' you better than me, motherfucker, it's up
Smokin' my weed at the banquet
I'm undercovers, I hotbox a blanket
Too many hits, now a motherfucker faded
Most of these bitches, they really ain't shit
They gave up on me, they gave up
They gave up on me, they gave up
I don't need no motivation, I need to get up
Yeah, they gave up on me
Yeah, they gave up