go up! ft. Naitivity Lyrics

Now I go up (Now I go up), now I go up

My head be hurting, cup overflowing

No one a witness, I know I'm different (I know it)

Now I go up (Now I go up), hiding a bottle

She made it better, she made it good

I know some niggas who write of a book (Let's go)

(One, two, yeah)

I never put it on me

All of the bullshit gone make me a beast

Niggas got hungry, don't know what to eat

Wasn't so different, she saying she clean

I'm going solo, I'm going shifty

I'm still the one, you niggas got bitchy

I gotta change what I do, getting filthy

Be patient, I fuck with the vision

I got scars on my back, I be tweaking (Tweak)

She recording it, better not leak it (nah)

Plus a nigga not equal like me, plus a nigga ain't shifty with ease

With a cup, I done play with my life

Always looking up, I'm never falling

Never looking down cause I see doubters

When it's happening, don't be afraid

Tell a story, I'm hitting a fade

All you niggas be crowding my lane (Get out)

She wanna get up where the vibe is

Popping singles, we go up, I dry it

I got doses, I don't read a script

Going crazy, I'm flipping a switch (Yeah!)

Now I go up (Now I go up), now I go up

My head be hurting, cup overflowing

No one a witness, I know I'm different (I know it)

Now I go up (Now I go up), hiding a bottle

She made it better, she made it good

I know some niggas who write of a book (Let's go)

When I go up you know shit goin' down

Man I go through the most while I put on a smile

I know bitches who fuck with a nigga so much that they cop a new bra when I say I'm in town

Leave 'em astounded

Your wifey been blowing my shit while I roll up and blow out that lou

Give me my crown

My mama the queen, I ain't talking bout that england shawty laying underneath the ground

Bro my image's residual

Talking shit with no cash is so typical

I know niggas who talk on my name but they still haven't talked to the king in physical

I hear all of your tracks and they're pitful

I'm not one for the killing but I got some minions

You can call them niggas dispicable

Man I see all these beats as an edible

Double clutching I ain't with the fussin

If they up to something leave their mental gushing

I'm the one to rush 'em fuck all this discussion

If they got a problem we be quick to bussin

Aim at the madula fucking with the buda

Shots to his head, call it brain tumor

Bitch I'm chasing money, young money mula

I'm a great white, y'all barracuda's

Now I go up (Now I go up), now I go up

My head be hurting, cup overflowing

No one a witness, I know I'm different (I know it)

Now I go up (Now I go up), hiding a bottle

She made it better, she made it good

I know some niggas who write of a book (Let's go)