Level Up

Yeah we takin it up
Look
Called up a shorty she had to go get it she know that I’m up in the whip
I give her the cash and she bring the change back I think I fell in love wit a bitch
Ain’t got time for no shorty my mind on the money my knowledge I give out to rent
And she givin me brain and dip outta the crib to her boyfriend who kissin her lips
You down and you struggle
I get down and I hustle
We are not discussions I had to say something to ease up the comfort
Temple get a knuckle
Diamond stuck in the otha
Call up your brudda we got enough room to stuff two In a duffle
3 people I trust me myself and I no lie I could never live with a loss
I live up to my name ain’t nothing gonna change on top they callin me the boss
I’m used to all the pain so stay up in your lane I can’t even count what I’ve lost
I hear what you goofys say if it don’t come from me then it ain’t come from the source
Stack it and flip it I had to go get it them shoes I don’t care what it cost
I got me an issue wit pussys who dissin and lippin a problem about to be solved
Slide in your bitch shit I’m boutta go raw no magnum you see how this pistol revolve
Keep quiet and don’t get involved you buzzin a lot so we spraying them shots till you off yeah
40 I squeeze it
I’m wit the demons
Ion need reasons to run it up
Money increasing
Jordan’s no creases
Wrist keep freezing so I double up
Stayin on defence
Goofy been sneakin
Sippin and leaning wit the double cup
This be the season
The game to uneven
I had to retreat let em level up
I had to give em time let em level up
At this point nobody really ahead of us
I ain’t gotta say much but I did what I did if you feel a typa way then you gettin cut
You heard what I said enough is enough
Talk a lotta shit for a boy who gon bluff
We ain’t gotta take shit that far but I can’t let you walk around talkin down like you really tough
I do my dirt
You don’t do your work
See I know it hurts
To know you’re worth
And that ain’t shit to me
Oh you havin an epiphany
But I got no sympathy for a snake who tried to put an end to me
Now I got another enemy
Gave too many chances to let it go to waste
Too many days where I’d lay wide awake
For a day I realize my mistakes I ain’t perfect nor good atleast I’m great
See at my table I give out plates if you got a dream then we all gon chase
Make a milli and I’ll give your take puttin trust in you please don’t end up fake
Dealin wit this be exhaustin
Gotta pinky ring wit some frostin
Shorty wit an ass like Texas she from Austin you should see the way that she walk in
Pull up to the crib and she locked in workin at it all night like her shift when she clock in
If you slide through it gon be awkward cause you pull up in the whip and leave in a coffin dueces
40 I squeeze it
I’m wit the demons
Ion need reasons to run it up
Money increasing
Jordan’s no creases
Wrist keep freezing so I double up
Stayin on defence
Goofy been sneakin
Sippin and leaning wit the double cup
This be the season
The game to uneven
I had to retreat let em level up