J. Miles - Up N Down

I be up
I be down
Getting bucks
Rocking frowns
Picking up
Smoking pounds
Get the whip
Hit the Town
I be up
I be down
Check the stats
Jot em down
Making hits
Triple crown
Make me wanna throw the towel
I be up
Hit the blunt, double stuff
Top of stands, in the box
Steaming up, like the rocks
From the shop down the block
Had to run, cuz the cops
Down the street to the left
Shining lights, to the right
Just like drake pay the price
On my life, every night
Keep me up, thinking up
I be up
I be down
When I'm laying on the bed
And I'm sitting on the couch
Light me up
Got the blunt up in my mouth
Not for clout
I be down
When I'm thinking
Bout my life
And my house
And my future
With my spouce
And the kids
And my clout
Does the karma even out
Got my Doubts
Tryna Scout
Through the Drought
Live a life, Tryna find what life's About
I be up and down
I be up and down
I be up
I be down
Darkened days try to smile
Fighting all my dark clouds
Tryna find my way around
Man I got a lost soul
Tryna find the perfect route
Tryna find what life's about
I be up
I be down
Attitude of a man with a 3 minute mile
Like I'll win and I'll make it through the trials
Lead the way like I'm laying down the Tile
Need some beats
So I'm running through the isles
Scrape the shelf's now my cart got a pile
And my flow just like the Nile
So they're knocking off my Style
And they love to wave at us
And they love to fake the smiles
And my eyes are always red
But sometimes I'm feeling down
So I Suffer with no sound
I be up
I be down
Now I'm Breaking in the game
Yeah Breaking all the locks
Do the tricks Tony hawk
Do it stealth Jamie Fox
It's my time check the Clocks
Strong as Ox
Starting Talks
Do it big
From the line
Shoot my shot
Stepping stones
Skipping rocks
I be up and down
I be up and down
I be up
I be down
At your prime, falling down
Head so big where's your crown
Y'all so fake, plastic crown
Load me up, load it loud
Pass it back, Pass it round
Shoot at me, shut it down
Eye for eye, round for round
I be up
I be down
Mental state fuckin up
End up with me in the ground
I'll be six feet down
I be up
I be down
But my pops always said
That's theirs always other paths
Got find the one for me
Gotta bliss in the sun
Gotta smoke a lotta tree
Gotta find the right shot
Shoot my life, spike lee
Feel the vibes, That's the key
Peace love
That's that good energy
RIP uncle P

Written by:
James Johnson

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