$ava93 M1C - Wayy Up

Came along way from them days we had to grind
I remember serving Jay's on the corner selling dimes
Pray for better days think its way passed time
I knew we would make it but someway we had to find
Bitch you know I'm way up way up
Bitch you know that I be way up way up
Yeah bitch you know I'm way up way up
Bitch you know that I be way up way up

Man this shit get dangerous ain't no game bitch
Everybody hollering gang shit but they don't bang shit
We done came along way and they on the same shit
Had to cut off day ones they was on some lame shit
But that's just how it goes in the streets thats what it came wit
On the block ducking the police and making Caine flip
How the fuck you posed to be my brother money made you change quick
Tryna numb the pain cup muddy like a drain ditch
Bitch I'm way up tryna stay up
Yeah this gutta shit what made us never gave up
I be clutching plus I'm prayed up keep the kay tucked
We got lucky that we made it thank God he saved us
And I can't fuck wit those guys they be playing both sides
Remember all them cold nights clutching on a four five
I can't trust a soul I'm just hoping that I don't die
Watch who you be fucking in these streets you gain soul ties

Came along way from them days we had to grind
I remember serving Jay's on the corner selling dimes
Pray for better days think its way passed time
I knew we would make it but someway we had to find
Bitch you know I'm way up way up
Bitch you know that I be way up way up
Yeah bitch you know I'm way up way up
Bitch you know that I be way up way up

Clutching on that cutta bitch you know I had to mop shit
Ride around town clutching on a couple glocks bitch
Aint nobody fucking wit me yeah im hot bitch
And I know they mad fucking on a thot bitch
Rocking out wit choppas bitch you know we drop shit
I dont give a fuck about them they aint pop shit
Pull up on his block and rockout whip down with a chopstick
Man down make em lay it down
Bitch we pull up with them cuttas we dont make a sound
Bitch I gotta lotta glocks we gon bang it out
Really stepping on some shit bitch you know what we bout
Pussy
Quit that lying dog you dont want none you a opp bitch

Written by:
michael reed

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