We Up Lyrics

I think love this shit too much, I wanna run a bag, do another track, and I'ma smoke a blunt

They said I'ma get too much, I done played my part and gave my heart, you better come show me love

Look at the money, it's piling

Drippy, I don't need no stylist

I ain't really try since August

I told my wodie I got it

I told my bitch to be honest

I'm gettin' tired of balling

But I ain't really tired of balling

I do this shit way too often

I gotta go make a profit

Take off like Marvin the Martian

Look for the haters, they plottin'

Look for 'em

How you gonna pull up on the boy and talk your shit?

I just copped a look with homie and we laughing at your fit

Said he really ain't a smoker but he taking many hits

If he take another one then he in and out the mix

In and out the mix, god damn, blasting off, he gettin' far, better catch a grip

I'ma tell you one more time, this ain't for attention

I done kept so many secrets, shit I shouldn't mention

Told her that I loved her, I ain't care since the beginning

So when you bring my name up 'bout an issue, better dead it

I think it's fucked up that she tried to change me over nothing

Trying to turn me NPC, I got so disgusted

She try to make me kick the green, she didn't wanna trust me

I was worried 'bout my happiness now I'm focused on the money

I'm goin' up, don't give a fuck, yeah

I was so bored with that bitch, fell out of love, yeah

Running the money, we up

Fucking it up, we up

Running the money, we up

Yeah, yeah