Up

Feeling way up

Sun on the rise had to run it up

Yea huh bruh

Nigga off the chain with the Django, and one. Free though. Had a little cup of the cheat code I ain't really myself kill my ego, Now It's mask Off hoe reborn

Still taking these notes, taking Time like he off For the Fourth. If He down probably Downing a Four. back and forth Angels Rocking the boat Probably why I ain't never For Shore, now my God take the wheel on course, I done valet Every car they done Drove, now my shorty Want to Get on the tour

Nigga fuck around get lost on the Course Everyday every night keep my head to north Been moving with the stars I ain't looking at a Chart, Got to watch a fire sign all We Want to do Is spark

All they want to do is talk, I don't Do a lotta that but he do a lot of Rap. When you come from The Gutter then you blessed in the Trap I ain't Need to sell packs you ain't got To wear a vest When They aim for your cap. Facts

Mutombo when he in the post ain't no instant Gram only when I Want to smoke get bigger Vent When they be Wanting the smoke Getting better since Yoda been Showing The force so Applying the Pressure got starch on the Clothes. Heart made of gold and Medusa Like Stones

She got that motion always keep Me floating We parallel parked it Then went to the moon Took me Out my body Then fell in the Womb