[Intro]
Awww...
You gotta get up. You gotta get up
Ayeee.. You gotta go do it
Oh Lord
[Hook]
Get up and make something shake, hey
I ain't got time to wait, noo
I knew that one day I'd be great, Ohh
But, sometimes I feel out of place, Ohh
Think a nigga came from Outter Space, ohh
Balmain boots like I'm walking on the moon
Diamonds real wet Like i got em out a pool
Money long like a bus. I could take yo ass to school
[Verse 1]
I can see the future. They ain't even believe me
Kept comparing me to Future. Then, he had DM'ed me
I'm in my own lane. I ride my own wave
I paved my own way. I had to get paid
And I'm from the Dub. They ain't heard of that
5 years later. Bet the whole Dub on the map
Ayeeee..
And I did some things that..... (shhh) aye
I ain't gone say too much....
Naw, nigga don't talk. Shut Up!
Fuck nigga, bet up
I'm on the Gas. I'm pressing the pedal
You ain't having stones in your bezel
My Rollie cold like the weather
Too much drip. Need an umbrella
I need to write a book on how to put this shit together
They say I need to model cause of the way a nigga stepping
Ranch, Dressing. I got a confession...
At my last show I walked in with a weapon
Lead (led) Zeppelin. I think I'm a rockstar
Shawty do tricks on this dick. She a Cock-Star
12 Get behind me, Might smash on a Cop Car
The way I Pop Shit. I might turn to a Pop-Star
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Run that check up and go Crazy baby
Dope nigga, but I wasn't born in the 80's
Ball like the Pacers. Ball (bald) like a baby
Drop balls in your bitch Jaw on the daily
Fuck the hate, nigga. Stand tall on my Ten Toes
And my name still in their mouth like Mentos
I don't give a fuck. Might flex up in a rental
It don't matter. Either way, It's something that You didn't do
They tryna keep up...
They can't even keep up...
Naw you can't be us...
Fuck nigga, we up...
Up like the ceiling fan, nigga
They know I been the man, nigga
And these niggas just some fans, nigga