Kota the Friend - UP

(It's a hit)
Yeah, yeah

Wake up and get to the bag, yeah (get to the bag)
I know it's makin 'em mad, yeah (makin 'em mad)
Still I be wishing them well, yeah
All of that hating a drag, yeah (hating is wack)
Used to be rooting 'em on, yeah
Really they wanted me dead, yeah
Used to be putting 'em on, yeah
Guess it just got to they head (got to they head)
I got up out of the bed
Ready to get it, I'm keeping my foot on they neck
These nigga finna go blind 'cause I'ma shine
No matter who it effect (no matter, no matter)
I do not ever resign, I gotta climb
I got no time for regrets (no time)
I am a hitter for mine, but trust me
I got me some homies that easily do it for less, yeah (let's go)

Foes gon' hate that's a fact
Hoes gon' ho, that's a trap
Faux gon' show where it's at
Love don't change over checks
Friends don't switch for a bitch
Real ones get my respect
Real ones know that I don't miss

We goin' up, up
They be goin' low
We goin' up, up
Already know
We goin' up, up
Ain't no looking down
We goin' up, up
Head up in the clouds
We goin' up

I got the bread on the phone, yeah (bread on the phone)
Splittin' it up with the bros, yeah (with the bros)
Niggas be wanting a piece, yeah (wanna piece)
I do not open the door, yeah (no, no, no)
Family cuttin' the cake, yeah (family, family)
Niggas be beggin' for plates (what is you doin'?)
Give 'em a slice, it get to they head
And now they got somethin' to say (don't give a shit)
Do it again and again, I look at my haters
I'm making a hundred a head
I'm taking the pain, I feel it and use it for fuel
So thank you, it power the jet
Fuck wit me nigga it's on
I'm taking your story and turning it into a check
Wake up and water the lawn
They stuck in 2018, we onto the next, yeah (we onto the next) (let's go)

Foes gon' hate that's a fact
Hoes gon' ho, that's a trap
Faux gon' show where it's at
Love don't change over checks
Friends don't switch for a bitch
Real ones get my respect
Real ones know that I don't miss

We goin' up, up
They be goin' low
We goin' up, up
Already know
We goin' up, up
Ain't no looking down
We goin' up, up
Head up in the clouds
We goin' up

No new friends in the crib
Circa 18 you legit
No hoes allowed, no offense
Get shocked if you on the fence
Thought id never make it out the mud
Did it once, do that shit again
Real ones wanna see me win
I was tryna put a nigga on
He was tryna kick me down the steps
If you finna kick me when I'm down
Better be for certain that I'm dead
All my niggas fixing up my crown
Take it and I share it with the town
My kids make a nigga proud
All my people riding 'til the end, yeah

We goin' up, up
They be goin' low
We goin' up, up
Already know
We goin' up, up
Ain't no looking down
We goin' up, up
Head up in the clouds
We goin' up

Oh, man, this man is mean
Just look up, he's outta here folks
Grand slam, right outta the park
You see that? Where could he be possibly going next?
He's going, he's going

Written by:
Avery Jones

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