Wyndigo, S0L0M0N, Mike B. - Detroit RED

Gotta catch it
I level up
I gotta catch it, know I gotta catch it hol' up!
Aye, Hol' up! Hol' up! Aye, aye!
I gotta catch it, catch a bag and make connections
Uh, I count my blessings
Always grateful for the lessons
I got sins I got confessions
I been scarred since adolescence
Niggas foul we double press em
Never folding under pressure
Keep 'em stressing
Ain't no weapon formed against me that'll prosper
Came from ramen noodles
Now we order steak and lobster
I don't fuck with phonies
Niggas fraudulent imposters
Pretty with a booty so I add her to my roster
She slob on my knob now she sounding like Chewbacca
Kush is my cologne I been smoking like a Rasta
A rude boy
You know we carry tools boy
My niggas TTG
You know we act a fool boy
I had to get it out the mud
Diggin deep and there I was
Like a diamond in the rough
I just need to sharpen up
Level up!
Aye, Aye, Aye
Level up!
Aye, Aye, Aye
Hold up, Hold up

Level up! Aye!
Prayed for some wings now we elevated (Level Up Aye Aye)
Destined for the top by how I operated (Level Up Hol up, Hol up)
Another hit it's like automated (Level Up)
Can't stop me unless I'm dead or I'm incarcerated
RIP RIP
RIP RIP

RIP RIP that's the fee for the disease
That's the price that they gotta pay If they don't wanna believe
I'm a killa with the pencil
Ain't something they can perceive
Writing utensil is mental
Trigger finger bout to squeeze
So you see
They can't really fuck with me
Honestly
S0L0M0N should be mentioned in conversation with elite
All these niggas with elementary cadence can't compete
Keep my foot on all they necks until the mission is complete
Gotta make a couple classics like the J's that's on my feet
I gotta get into my bag
I need a change of scenery
(Now what you mean)
Load up the Winnebago
And move to LA though
Mothafuck a 360
I'm bout to open my own label
Dreamed of getting in the door
But now we sittin at the table
I was meant for this from the moment they put me in my cradle
It's by any means
Get in my way it might be fatal
Consequences like when Cain ran up on Abel and gave em his halo

Level up! Aye!
Prayed for some wings now we elevated (Level Up Aye Aye)
Destined for the top by how I operated (Level Up Hol up, Hol up)
Another hit it's like automated (Level Up)
Can't stop me unless I'm dead or I'm incarcerated
Level up
Level up
Level up
Level
Level
Level up
Level

Written by:
Christopher Vasquez, Edric McDaniel, Michael Brown

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