Dread Money - Up uP Up

Yeah, I'm so high, I'm out of space I might go cop ah raf, posted up in some Ralph
You better ask lil homie dem, fuck you talkin bout, boy I'm on that hitter shit
Make you empty out your pockets, nigga, you's a bitch

I just took your bitch, that ain't even your bitch
She the gang, bitch Man, no, I never switch
Never fa no bitch Say my name, bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah They gon' know my name, bitch

DREAD MONEY WHO ELESE, they can't take my chain, bitch
Know I'm crazy, but my bitch, she an insane bitch
Yeah, praying to the rosemary, man God forgive me for my sins
So many Bloody Mary's, yeah

It's gon' be a casket closed when they find your pussy ass, nigga
Better ask them hoe, I ain't stuntin' None of these lil ass niggas
Man, know that for sure Man, no, I'ma steady get this bread
Steady counting up, and up and up, and up, and up and up

Man know I'ma steady get this bread Steady counting up, and up
And up, and up and up, and up
Man know, I'ma steady get this bread Steady counting up, and up
I'm going up, up, up feel just like Shaquille O'Neal

Standing in ah hummer truck Headshot, that's my only kill
Practicin my aim wassup
Man know, I'ma steady get this bread Steady counting up, and up
And up, and up and up, and up

Man know, I'ma steady get this bread Steady counting up, and up and up,and up and up, and up
Man know, I'ma steady get this bread Steady counting up, and up
Feel like I'm 50 cent ,so many niggas want me dead

But them niggas can't do shit, promise to God I'll kill you dead
On, some smoke a nigga's shit, bloody thoughts in my fuckin' head
Promise I'll kill a bitch, still tryna get my cash up
Bitch, I'm tryna go get rich

Many pussy ass nigga claiming they want the money
But they don't work
Man they know that I'm ah Rockstar
Man they know I put in work

Man know, I'ma steady get this bread Steady counting up, and up
And up, and up and up, and up
Man know, I'ma steady get this bread Steady counting up,and up and up, and up and up, and up

Man know, I'ma steady get this bread Steady counting up, and up
Man this shit ain't enough, Bitch, I'm tryna get rich ho
Ho claiming that I'm broke But you askin me for money, ho
If I'm fucking broke, then why you tryna get money from me, lil' ho

These bitches, they be stupid as the fuck, don't trust, no, lil' ho
I came up in the back, I'm tryna kill you, kick your backdo
This nigga play with me, I'll pick him up, throw him out the window
Bitch, kno, I'm bout 6'4", ho, I don't play no game

Bitch, no, I'm not no Nintendo
Not smoking on no indo, I'm smoking on some outdo
Post it up, know I'm outside
Bad thang know that she outside, she walking around at the park

Written by:
Terry Williams

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