Still Up

作曲 : Olu Fann/Eian Parker/Robert Gill Jr/Joshua Morgan
作词 : Olu Fann/Eian Parker/Robert Gill Jr/Joshua Morgan
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Shoutout to Meez 'cause he know the streets, nigga
Got a long ass text message, stood the time, yeah, I read it
Sensitivity not my best strength but I get it
Say she love me real special but my heart is real heavy
Try to lighten up the load for the speakers in my Chevy
Big money, down, still up, yeah
Ten summers, ****, still up, yeah
Spend it, yeah, still up, yeah
No shit, blaow, still up, yeah
I got bitches on my line, I got a million on hold
And I love 'em all the same, gon' be the death of me though
I took two more to the brain and never stepped on the floor
Baby, baby, I'm an angel from my head to my toes
Big money, down, still up, yeah
Ten summers, ****, still up, yeah
Spend it, yeah, still up, yeah
No shit, blaow, still up, yeah
Wait, wait, like wait-wait
Top Dawg, chea, still up, damn
Dreamville, damn, still up, what's up?
I done work hard, got bucks up
Loud money niggas got hushed up
I'm with EARTHGANG and niggas got wavy
Now we got the whole game ****ed up, yeah
Made it to the top position, work 'til I take Top position
'Til every car off the lot we whippin'
I'm in high position, I ain't used to have a pot to piss in
Nigga I been so focused
Nigga move foward, niggas ain't loafin'
I'ma bring change like diggin' in sofas
Squeeze on game like niggas turnt cobra
I been Verizon, niggas T-Mobile
Gang gang, uh, still up, wait
Ain't shit changed, nah, we still us, uh
She ain't cute, ha, but we drunk, yeah
Fat ass, shit, still ****, still ****
I got bitches on my line, I got a million on hold
And I love 'em all the same, gon' be the death of me though
I took two more to the brain and never stepped on the floor
Baby, baby, I'm an angel from my head to my toe
Big money, down, still up, yeah
Ten summers, ****, still up, yeah
Spend it, yeah, still up, yeah
No shit, blaow (No shit) still up, yeah (Still up)
The 0-1-2, I was in the Pontiac with my dude
Braggin' 'bout a ho we bagged then we screwed
Sippin' on the cognac with the juice
Swerve on the curve, later talk about it
Nigga, roll a blunt, nigga, lucky you
Jesus save the world, money make the rules
Niggas livin' dirty, feel like Bonnaroo
Feel like I was told, feel like I could choose
Feel like gettin' blown when I got the blues
Used to walk home, Reebok soldier
Couldn't hop the fence, holes in my shoes
Holes in ya' story, I smell a rat
You don't see money 'til we see the proof
Bitch', I'm rare as a million views for the internet shit
What you really gon' do?
I've been in my bag, I'm a carry-on too
My day one's barbarians too
I walk through glow like aquarium-blue
Me and my job
Paradise go wherever I move
Feelin' like 'Pac, but I'm livin' like Snoop
Die in denial, then live in yo' truth
Givin' no ****, still spendin' like, "Oops"
I got bitches on my line, I got a million on hold
And I love 'em all the same, gon' be the death of me though
I took two more to the brain and never stepped on the floor
Baby, baby, I'm an angel from my head to my toe
Big money, down, still up, yeah
Ten summers, ****, still up, yeah
Spend it, yeah, still up, yeah
No shit, blaow, still up, yeah
Meez, you the wizard