[Intro: WHATUPRG]

Yeah, yeah, mm-mm

Yeah, yeah, mm

[Verse 1: WHATUPRG]

Pullin' up deep, I'm never solo

Whole lotta fans in Abu Dhabi

La-di-da-di, who wanna party? (Sheesh)

Comin' in hot, it's like wasabi (Sheesh)

Walkin' on waves look like tsunami, uh (Sheesh)

I just got back to the A (Sheesh)

This for my brothas in Dade (Sheesh)

This for way back in the day

Livin' on minimum wage

Don't got an M in the bank

But I got enough for the day

My shorty thick, my Bible ripped

I'm young, handsome, and saved

Tryna get back to my ways

Turning my pain into praise

[Verse 2: Foggieraw]

It's hard as hell bein' Foggieraw

It's not easy like that (For real)

My ex said leavin' her was my biggest L

I ain't see it like that (For real)

She needed a shoulder she could cry on

Couldn't be there like that (Couldn't be there)

Ayy, Michael Jackson, I be bad, baby, I'ma beat it, ayy

Frrt, frrt, what you say, ni—? I put my faith up in Jesus

I said the Spirit was on me, they didn't believe it

Dust my feet off, I'ma leave it

Loved by all the whites, up on my [?] like Norwegians

I got the vocab, it's egregious

Blessings fell down, I receive it, heh, bling!

[Verse 3: Ty Brasel]

Ayy, hottest up on the scene

Young and wavy, ain't no fake in my genes

But Louis V, I had grandeur dreams

My heart is heavy, seen the evilest things

It's so cold, it's a negative degrees

The hating old, it's a negative disease

I was broke, I had lost everything

But I got hope, I defeated the schemes, wow

Yeah, turned in my pain into praise

Turned up my ace and we ate, uh

Turn up the bass in this place

Turn me up, take me to space

I'm sayin' for heaven's sake, when I walk past, see the angels wings

In these robins, I seen all the craziest things

And as crazy as it seems, they ain't ever seen this before

[Verse 4: Parris Chariz]

I was speakin' to my demons

Drive the Fusion like a Urus

I want the million but make it plural

Goin' plat', they hate us for it

Gold, so the homies played it for us

Pray that my dawgs don't use soda

This in my genes and it's sewed up (Slide)

Could never be fraud, I'm not a poser

It ain't my thing to be posin' (Yeah)

I'm young, I'm handsome a check (Right)

I still want the enemy domed (Skrrt)

Stop callin' them demons, they hoes (Hello?)

Triple seven, my energy blessed (Right)

There's been way too much time

I heard you runnin' yo' mouth, run it back for the closure

It's a whole lot of time that go in these verses

For you to be clonin' my journal, P

[Chorus: WHATUPRG]

Pullin' up deep, I'm never solo

Whole lotta fans in Abu Dhabi

La-di-da-di, who wanna party? (Sheesh)

Comin' in hot, it's like wasabi (Sheesh)

Walkin' on waves look like tsunami, uh (Sheesh)

Tryna get back to my ways (Sheesh)

Turning my pain into praise (Sheesh)

[Verse 5: NOT KLYDE]

Yes, I'm turnin' my pain into praise, and I'm sorry

Demon creepin', really thought that he got me

Covered in the Lamb of a velvet 'Ventadi (Lamborghini Aventador)

Balance, hustlin', growin', Balenciaggy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Born in the winter and he always been foggy

He pull up, the chill, the freeze, the ice

Skatin' on beats (Hey, hey)

Rollin' deep, Adele hit the streets

We ain't playin' no games (Uh-uh)

Yeah, I get the better of bad things

So I got a baddie with two rings, uh (Bling)

Yeah, one with a rock, one wit' a fluff face

Turned it to the light, baby, bling (Bling)

I been turnin' my deep pain into my praise break, no kizzy, NK

Uh, hey, I'm turnin' my deep pain into my praise break, no, please, pray [?]

[Verse 6: 1K Phew & J. Monty]

I'm turnin' my pain into worship (Into worship)

I can show you, I can't go commercial (I can show you)

Now my chains have a choir rehearsal (Ice)

And I put on the Off-White from Virgil (Alright)

Tell my coaches, you know I don't fumble, I carry the vision (No, I don't fall)

I talk turkey on every Thanksgiving

I pray to the realest, I don't make decisions (Pray to the realest)

Do you rap 'bout that life that you livin'? (That's cap)

Hmm, do you?

I see that you fake, I can tell it's an act (See that you fake)

I come from the dark and I hung with the bad (I hung with the bad)

Get dirt on that East, you don't know where that's at

Lost some people to prison for that (I lost people to prison)

Free lil' Polo, he locked wit' the popo

When they free him, we pullin' up deep

From the logo, Young Otto

[Verse 7: J. Monty & WHATUPRG]

He came from the struggle, I laid in the rubble

I'm steppin' with Jesus on me

I traded my car for Qatar in the sky

Now I'm up way too high, I can't see below me

I came from the slaves, they paid

To keep me from all the racism and bigotry

But if I sell my name for a chain to this label

They gon' hang me right back on a bigger tree

Why would I need Zeus or Poseidon

When I got Jerusalem's Lion? Okay

I'm feedin' 'em hope with these lines

I'm Peter and Moses combined

My baby, she bad, I flew to Pretoria

I had to tell her she mine

Now I'm eatin' Biryani with Auntie dem' (Yeah, yeah)

I'ma slide bout Raul, please don't come for him (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: WHATUPRG]

Pullin' up deep, I'm never solo

Whole lotta fans in Abu Dhabi

La-di-da-di, who wanna party? (Sheesh)

Comin' in hot, it's like wasabi (Sheesh)

Walkin' on waves look like tsunami, uh (Sheesh)

Tryna get back to my ways (Sheesh)

Turning my pain into praise (Sheesh)

[Verse 8: Aha Gazelle]

Turnin' my pain into praise

Man, I know for a fact, they don't work how He work

'Cause He work in mysterious ways

I remember when I started rappin', they all started laughin'

Thought it was a phase

I turned all of my K-Swiss into J's

No, I can't bring no bread off this earth

But I pray when I die that God give me a raise

Y'all believe I get fly, it's what I'ma do

Lemon pepper garlic parm' wings

Wit' the gang, Jimmy, Carl, Sheen

Will I ever switch up on the team?

Never in your dreams, Dr. King

Who gon' risk it all? We gon' see

Let's go out for sushi, hit up Takashi

I know they sick of me, call Dr. Fauci

[Verse 9: 350]

I came up from the minimum wage in my pocket

I'm takin' my rocket, I'm bringin' my bruddas

Y'all fakin', just talkin', we gettin' them poppin'

RG finally droppin', I'm back in the stu' like I'm ready to clock in

Now payment is due, oh, I been fed up, who's makin' these rules?

Grandma done taught me to say what is true

Gotta speak up for lame and the youth

Yeah, man, they t-t-t-t-t-talkin' that mess

No my ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-choppin' don't miss

I'ma lit-little brother, never stoppin' what I'm made for

Came for the change like I'm workin' for the payphone, ooh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo, 'cause they don't got peace, just pieces

Uh, got double cup like Reeses

Uh, I won't stop, not ceasin'

[Verse 10: Kaleb Mitchell & WHATUPRG]

Mm-mm-mm, back like we ain't even left, okay

I rep my squad to the death, okay

They do that Mitchell & Ness, that's cap

You gotta watch where you step, that's facts

If it ain't bein' productive, I promise I ain't even wastin' my breath, okay

Pulled up with gang and we deep

One of us get it, we all gotta eat

They said that I walked away from my faith

Don't you see Fear of God all on my feet

Watch for the opps 'cause I know that they lurkin'

I took my pain and I turn it to purpose

Even when they said that I wasn't worth it (Yeah, yeah)

I take my life and I put it in verses (Yeah, yeah)

I got my dawgs and I'm—

[Chorus: WHATUPRG]

Pullin' up deep, I'm never solo

Whole lotta fans in Abu Dhabi

La-di-da-di, who wanna party? (Sheesh)

Comin' in hot, it's like wasabi (Sheesh)

Walkin' on waves look like tsunami, uh (Sheesh)

Tryna get back to my ways

Turning my pain into praise