BOSS UP Lyrics

Yea

You already know what it is man

Yea

Made me 3's

Niggas can't hate cuz I paid my fees

No matter what you say, know I'm livin my dream

Always in the know, yea I'm feelin like Brees

Got that bomb yea I'm feeling Bane

Said I wasn't able, so I'm feeling like Cain

Every other day yea a nigga get woke

Made too heavy so you know I won't float

Money in stocks, yea my shit might grow

I'm about to touch these M's

Bad vibes so I had to hit that cleanse

Switch lanes, had to adjust my lenses

Had friends, most of em turned out fake

I don't give a fuck, cuz you know I cake

Ya bitch let T bone, lovin that stake

Smoking exotic got me feeling so great

Get so much, I could prolly sell weight

Love it when I look and my money in the green

Start a clothing line, get money in between

Got my fans, but I'm solo wit the team

Nice wit the hook, yea I look like Kareem

Rocking that 7ROPHET and I match it wit Jordan's

Heard ya new shit, sounding so boring

Drop my new shit, might go touring

Head down south, heard Covid's over

Seabass came from Bossa Nova

Girl come through and lick all over

Me

Yea, she hate being sober

Buying options for late October

Dollars act like paper soldiers

No fomo that shit ain't kosher

Play shit right till the game is over

Yea, Yea

But I boss up, on my grind

Money coming double time

Niggs on that funny time

I just let that business talk

Focused, I can't talk to you

I swear I'm caught up in a thought

Yea, Yea

But I boss up, on my grind

Money coming double time

Switched the jack, can't hit my line

Colder than you thought I was

Sorry I can't talk to you

I'm swear I'm caught up in this buzz

Stacking this bread up, I been on a mission

Cook up some shit in the stu and the kitchen

Get it by any means, all for the vision

Couldn't relate to the way that I'm livin

Cuz I'm efficient and way too unique

Raising the standards, they tryna compete

Feeling like Brady, they think I'm cheat

Living so frugal, they think that I'm cheap

Baby she calling me handsome

There's good chances that imma slash on the time we meet

Trips outs to Vegas, wit all of my niggas, we fucking these hoes in the back of the jeep

Packin the heat, when I'm clappin the beat

12 Hours only payed half of a grand

Working for everything that I be stuntin, but they busy frontin

They don't understand

Carving my name out in streets like a pumpkin

Attention to detail, I'm staying aware

Putting in OT at work, then come home writing these raps, I'm staying prepared

Built like kings that came from Lagos

I Came up in Vegas

Wake up in LA, I feel amazing

Game is for the taking

Yea

Yea, Yea

And thats how I do

And thats how we do it

Boss up on these