Way Up

All my life man all I ever wanted was the money now

I'm just sitting back and laugh at that shit like it's funny

Because it's needle in the hay for all us trying to find our way

You know that they go crazy when they hear the needle lay

All black on stage, mind racing, head full of rage

Handful of slaves, foot in their graves

Niggas go blank, like I'm turning a page

You ain't here for most days, you been gone on a wave

Wash into mud like dirt in the rain

Lost in your lust at a slight sign of pain

I dream so often, I sleep not often