JayCoo - Lift The Ground Up

Lift the ground up keep them boys from round us
Shawty such a groupie so i left her where i found her
I'm steady improving for my mama know she proud of
Stick and move but i don't got no time to stick around bra
Cuz all they say when you tell them your problems is that it sound tough
You lived another day be grateful go and pick your frown up
I be paper chasing why the fuck they talking down for
My homie say he gonna jump out the car and walk em down
Lately we really been chopping shit up like its martial arts
My lil homie just called say he pulled off in a stolen car
I'm scarred but you cant see the scars, I'm shining like a shooting star
Please don't tell me that you keep it real i find that so bizarre
Stack that money run up them digits got niggas doing fraud
Stood up in the kitchen he whipped it got damn he made it hard
I be chasing the money legs damn near fell apart
Told my nigga watch how you moving and learn to play your cards
When i started chasing my dreams i couldn't sleep again
I just got her number but still picked her up this evening
If she talking money then i say the we should speak again
Running game i made her smile told her i like her finger prints
Fall off we wont speak again hope they let my heater in
Ion do relations therefor i could never cheat again
Out here chasing paper just move smart then you could be the man
Don't keep that work where you lay at they took my people in
I know my time coming millions i need nine hundred
You ain't talking bout no paper then never mind buddy
When it come down to paper i never mind money
Them people think i be skating it be the grind for me
Lets get busy show me the distance i never mind hunting
I be busy chasing the limit i'm on my grind honey
And i put "C" before the "B" cause that's my thug niggas
If they try to play with he or he we'll put some slugs in em
Lift the ground up keep them boys from round us
Shawty such a groupie so i left her where i found her
I'm steady improving for my mama know she proud of
Stick and move but i don't got no time to stick around bra
Cuz all they say when you tell them your problems is that it sound tough
You lived another day be grateful go and pick your frown up
I be paper chasing why the fuck they talking down for
My homie say he gonna jump out the car and walk em down

Written by:
Smith Jadotte

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