WAY UP Lyrics

Way up

Way up, way up, way up

Yaah, yaah (I'm finna take it way up)

Yea, yea (I'm finna take it way up)

Waaaaay Up!!

Uh, Look

Finna get back where me left off Eat this beat, don't need no gar

No, me no trip

No, me no fall

No, I'm a asshole

No, he haw

Nah

My life been in a seesaw y'all

Just up and down

On the up and up

Seeing who's who

And what is what

You'd probably say I wasn't loved enough

But I know this

Me gotta be more focused

Money don't find me

Gotta go get

No, no, quit

No shit

Niggas starting getting like hoes get

On another man dick like a whole bitch

But you can't fool me, you bogus I'm a new dog with some old tricks

Uh

They couldn't touch me if they wanted

Keep your peace, take the warning

Fuck where your ass was at Interested in where I'm going

Take a trip, take a pic

Get drunk, make a flick

Wake up, thank a bitch

Eat good, take a shit

And I'm outchea

Just me, no pass, no voucher

Boy, boy, it's something about ya How you do Dat dere ??

Nigga, mind your business

Nigga, who dat care??

Stack of chips, no Frito-Lay

Keep your favors, I'ma be okay

Can't wait to shit on you

Now I gotta make it just to see your face

Yeah, back in the yo

They know I'm pumping something

I

Run to that money

I don't run from nothing

I'm finna take it way up

I'm cooking up the flavor

Yeah, you don't gotta say much

I'm finna take it way up

I'm cooking up the flavor

I'm finna take it way up

I'm cooking up the flavor

I'm finna take it way up

Up, up and away

I won't come down in a couple of days

Tune out the BS like fuck what you say

I don't give up, I get up & get paid

Where was you when I was nothing Acting like a distant cousin

See me popping

Starting something

Now you won't have a discussion

My flow is disgusting

Get sick to the stomach

Talking to whoever want it

I'm way, way, way up

Too high, sky scrapers

I don't talk shit, But I say much

A shot of my lyrics

This beat is my chaser

Get drunk on the bass

My voice gon' take us

You know I gotta add Dat Cajun

I'm whipping up the flavor

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'll holla at you later

I gotta get to that paper

And I don't need no favors

Finna take us

Four, three, two, one

Way, way, Way Up

Yaah

Yeah, back in the yo

They know I'm pumping something

I

Run to that money

I don't run from nothing

I'm finna take it way up

I'm cooking up the flavor

Yeah, you don't gotta say much

I'm finna take it way up

I'm cooking up the flavor

I'm finna take it way up

I'm the nigga on the way

On the way, on the way

I can make it any day

Here I come

On the way

On the way, on the way, on the way, on the way

On the way, on the way

On the way, on the way,

I can make it any day

On the way, on the way

On the way, on the way

Here I come

Underlay

Back in the yo

They know I'm pumping something

I

Run to that money

I don't run from nothing

I'm finna take it way up

I'm cooking up the flavor

And you don't gotta say much