作词 : KOTA The Friend

作曲 : KOTA The Friend

It’s a hit

Yeah, yeah

Wake up and get to the bag, yeah (Get to the bag)

I know it’s makin’ ’em mad, yeah (Makin’ ’em mad)

Still, I be wishin’ ’em well, yeah

All of that hatin’ a drag, yeah (Hatin’ is whack)

Used to be rootin’ ’em on, yeah

Really, they wanted me dead, yeah

Used to be puttin’ ’em on, yeah

Guess it just got to they head (Got to they head)

I got up out of the bed

Ready to get it, I’m keepin’ my foot on they neck

These niggas finna go blind

‘Cause I’ma shine no matter who it affect (No matter, no matter)

I do not ever resign

I gotta climb, I got no time for regrets (No time)

I am a hitter for mine

But trust me, I got me some homies that do it for less, yeah (Let’s go)

Foes gon’ hate, that’s a fact

Hoes gon’ ho, that’s a trap

Folk gon’ show where it’s at

Love don’t change over checks

Friends don’t switch for a bitch

Real ones get my respect

Real ones know that I don’t miss

We goin’ up, up

They be goin’ low, we goin’ up, up

Already know we goin’ up, up

Ain’t no lookin’ down, we goin’ up, up

Head up in the clouds, we goin’ up

I got the bread on the phone, yeah (Bread on the phone)

Splittin’ it up with the bros, yeah (With the bros)

Niggas be wantin’ a piece, yeah (Want a piece)

I do not open the door, yeah (No, no, no)

Family cuttin’ the cake, yeah (Family, family)

Niggas be beggin’ for place, yeah (What is you doin’?)

Give ’em a slice, it get to they head

And now they got somethin’ to say (Don’t give a shit)

Do it again and again

I look at my haters, I’m makin’ a hundred a head

I’m takin’ the pain, I feel it and use it for fuel

So thank you, it power the jet

**** with me, nigga, it’s on

I’m takin’ your story and turnin’ it into a check

Wake up and water the lawn

They stuck in 2018, we onto the next, yeah (We onto the next, let’s go)

Foes gon’ hate, that’s a fact

Hoes gon’ ho, that’s a trap

Folk gon’ show where it’s at

Love don’t change over checks

Friends don’t switch for a bitch

Real ones get my respect

Real ones know that I don’t miss

We goin’ up, up

They be goin’ low, we goin’ up, up

Already know we goin’ up, up

Ain’t no lookin’ down, we goin’ up, up

Head up in the clouds, we goin’ up

No new friends in the crib

Circa ’18, you legit

No hoes allowed, no offense

Get shocked if you want a fence

Thought I’d never make it out the mud

Did it once, do that shit again

Real ones wanna see me win

I was tryna put a nigga on

He was tryna kick me down the steps

If you finna kick me when I’m down

Better be for certain that I’m dead

All my niggas fixin’ up my crown

Take it and I share it with the town

My kids make a nigga proud

All my people ridin’ ’til the end, yeah

We goin’ up, up

They be goin’ low, we goin’ up, up

Already know we goin’ up, up

Ain’t no lookin’ down, we goin’ up, up

Head up in the clouds, we goin’ up

Aw, man, this man is mean

Just look up

He’s out of here, folks

Grand slam right out of the park

You see that?

Where could he possibly be goin’ next?

He’s goin, he’s goin’