Straight Up (Loud) Lyrics

This shit in my blood I'm going far no matter if I'm way up

Ain't for this spinning shit I'm staking the cake up, straight up

You know when ain't got no money how u gon say so

I'm about making some money and ain't non of my business if you gon make non,straight up

Every nigga in my hood I'm still running shit like a boss

Back in the days she was telling me get off her face now I'm the mall

He was acting like he though down but the whole time he was so

Ok lil watching for the clone

Ten four wait let see if that nigga tall

Nigga told me stay in school

But school ain't paying nigga what I'm getting now

Tryna play me like a fool, like who play the fool

But I can't let you down homie

I was playing by the rules, I was sneaking but that nigga is still Lonnie

Ain't a nigga party with me but I can tell you now what I'm binding, yeh

Catch him and shoot him blind, yeh

Never be a toosie remind him, yeh

I'm not gon tell him what imma do

I rather dimension in my diamond blues

I gat something that I gat to prove

So if a nigga tryna kill some

fuck it kill it nigga mama too, yeah

I kill for the paper, yeah

I kill for the dollar, walk it too kill for my brother too

No you know I kill lil brother

No you can lil the money on ya head

My nigga gon blow your head

If I lil this shit on your head tell him on gram that I'm done with this, this

This shit in my blood I'm going far no matter if I'm way up

Ain't for this spinning shit I'm staking the cake up, straight up

You know when ain't got no money how u gon say so

I'm about making some money and ain't non of my business if you gon make non,straight up

Every nigga in my hood I'm still running shit like a boss

Back in the days she was telling me get off her face now I'm the mall

He was acting like he though down but the whole time he was so

Ok lil watching for the clone

Ten four wait let see if that nigga tall

Drop a bag on ya head to go make sure I get my money work

He be thinking he gon take away the pain pop the only perk

As soon as he gets sober he gon feel it again

And I can't do without my bro but I get ready to flame

He ain't never gon see it we got more vibe, more value

Front line, no sign, homicide

It's gon be some more dropping

How u gon rap bout all this shit and you don't know bout it, look

How u gon rap bout all this shit and you don't know bout it, no

A lil free please go to the bathroom and get a no problem, no

Fed a nigga black side ways but five keys one song gon land it up

A off and gotta told it she could stay and not gon show it Pablo

Your time up, yeh

If you go you tryna fuck it, yeah

And another time you gon break it, yeh

Go a decade in a L.A, non stop

They wanna try but they know it's strucked up

So u gon rock, that's what I'm saying

That's one day that they making backup

Told you on the street but you know it's next up

Homicide

Mama's crying

He's on the gram and we catch him for the sunrise

Say they outside but they been hiding when it's current time