YungBoy Pay$on - We Up (intro)

They still call me YBP
Some friends switch they hate on me
I told you, I'm the one who sees
You don't got real loyalties
When you gonna open up and really see, what it is, ho
I paper chase like I work at Dunder Miff, ho
You don't wanna play with me cause I play stiff, ho
This the re-up, we up, this is it, ho
Yeah, yeah, said this is it, ho
We up, re-up
Bitch, I got a plan to run it up be making stupid money
What you think you finna do come up in here and take it from me
I ain't never gonna let that happen sucka, what a dummy
You gon' be a super track star the way you running from me
I be rocking super wet diamonds, they dripping off my wrist
Fuck around and see if I'm shooting, then I can never miss
When it come to making bangers homie, I cannot resist
I make my own shit, I don't need no assist
Even if we on different waves, don't mean we can't coexist
Wish we parted ways like continental drift
Ya ho super cheap, you could sell her at the thrift
Only jealous bitches wanna have a conflict
You talk down on my bitch, you better know you getting fist
Chopper got precision hit you in the mouth, no kiss
Will you make it out, I don't know, I will not predict
Go on, fuck around we pulling up equipped
This world so divided, why we hidin' we can make it far
I'm like a percaholic, so you know I keep a bar
You ain't one of us, it's hard to tell who you are
I'ma be remembered as the one who made his dreams come true from a small town
Yeah, yeah
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Written by:
Preston Powell

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