Ray Donatello - Way Up

On my way up
I'm feeling way up
Money on my mind
Snakes in the grass
Show some respect to people taking out the trash
They be on their way up
I'm feeling way up
Me and my friends graffiti all over school
My parents let me get away with everything
I didn't follow the rules
Grandpa owned a business
So my family's rich
Never disciplined as a child
Now look at the damage it did
I wanted everything handed to me
Absolutely no working ethic
Looking at the school janitor and the secretary
Thinking you're pathetic
How could I understand
I've never been in your shoes
'Cause I always got a fresh pair
And yours fit a little loose
I'm the slither in your boots
Snaking the poor
I'm praying my parents keep making some more
Relying on them for the college tuition
But just in case I buy a lottery ticket
Read the back but don't know the rules
Either way I'll save it 'til I go to school
Got a couple homies I can show it too
First we're smoking with tobacco infused
Then I reveal all the numbers
'Til there's no more left to scratch
Just in time for the bell ringing
So I pack up and leave class
Couldn't tell if I won and could care less so it's in the trash
But I get home to news of our company getting sued
And now we owe a lot of people cash, damn
If I'm feeling down
I don't let it last
Smoke a little weed just to help the time pass
I'm on my way up
I'm feeling way up
Money on my mind
Snakes in the grass
Show some respect to people taking out the trash
They be on they're way up
I'm feeling way up
I've been stuck here for a while in place
Barely get through the day with a smile on my face
My friends and family know I'm stuck in a rut
Been telling myself to keep sucking it up
But enough is enough
Pour another bowl of Wheaties
Then I pack a couple Cheezies
Kids are spraying more graffiti
Teachers say the sink is leaky
Don't get me started on cleaning the stalls
You don't wanna know the types of things I have seen on the walls
Swear the students do it all on purpose
'Cause they treat me like my whole life is worthless
But I'll keep on working my way to the top
I admit the moments that I know I'm lost
'Lot of rapid rivers that I'll go across
But I got talents, I'ma show em off
I wasn't put on this earth to be treated like lower class
And I know it's facts
Some are slower, some are really going fast
Some it's over for and for some it lasts
For the upperclass
Please understand it and trust
You gotta hand it to us
If we didn't care about the children then we would've abandoned the bus, yeah
Last day before the summer break
To me it's just another day
Finding out my cheque is coming late
'Cause the government keeps cutting pay
I go to change the last trash bin
Mercy Lord is all I'm asking
I see a ticket at the last min saying
Million dollar cash win
Is this really happening
Money on my mind
Snakes in the grass
Show some respect to people taking out the trash
They be on they're way up
I'm feeling way up

Written by:
Derek Braithwaite

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