Aydan Emoji - Goin' Up'

Yeah
Woah woah
Woah
Yeah

Jeez
Okay, hold on, hold on

Woah
Da da da da
Da da da da
Woah
Da da da da
Da da da da

Fly like a jet
I know I'm a vet uh
When it comes to money and motive, my brother you know I got next up
I feel they always be talkin' bout' me better go get your bread up
I ain't ever down cause it's me who's been tellin' them all "Keep your head up"
I rock with the beat I fly
If they come for me I meet em' outside
They said they bout' it I say go let em' try
I can't let em' in my circle
Cause I got demons and you know it
I meant it when I wrote it
This rockstar life is goated
Let em' keep talkin' and imma keep goin'
I'm goin' up

Yeah
Big things, big rings
They gassin' you up when they scream Billie Jean
I'm accurate, Cupid
Shoot right through the seams
Tarrantino, you gon' come make a scene
I don't need you by my side, try to pull up in a ride
Gotta put you to the side
Floating like a butterfly

Champion made
I'm still in a demon
I'm raised from the dirt
But that's just how a
Champion's made
She seen all the ice
She asked what I'm sippin'
I told her to stay in her lane
I'm off the juice
Getting loose
Hittin' up shawty she gon' try to come through
She open the bag, I'm like
"Gimme the loot"
Oh yeah
They been tryna do me wrong
Eat up the steak like it's filet mignon
Hop on the beat, and I'm heat with the bombs
Gotta keep my Armstrong like Sean

(Oh my Go-)

They hate how I'm coming
They hate how I'm winning
I'm on the track runnin'
I'm testing the limits
I gotta new baddie
Servín' the digits
She for the ice
7/11 yeah

Pull up dirty with the crew, ya
Buy the building for the view, ya
Cooking heat up in the Stu, ya
It's only winnin' what we do, ya

This life go once
And you can't let it pass by
You say I'm wrong
And all my brothers look right

Told em' I wrote it but they ain't believe
When I pulled up, I pull up with three in the meeting
Swerve in the demon
My necklace was gleaming
But I double team get the trap in the meeting
Kill it, I kill it
A hell of a feelin'
My white ice was studded
I caught up they trippin'
Who mans? I ain't tippin'
You work for your winnings
Goodbye and good riddance
Spit fire, Miss Kipling

Fly like a jet
I know I'm a vet uh
When it comes to money and motive, my brother you know I got next up
I feel they always be talkin' bout' me better go get your bread up
I ain't ever down cause it's me who's been tellin' them all "Keep your head up"
I rock with the beat I fly
If they come for me I meet em' outside
They said they bout' it I say go let em' try
I can't let em' in my circle
Cause I got demons and you know it
I meant it when I wrote it
This rockstar life is goated
Let em' keep talkin' and imma keep goin'
I'm goin' up

Written by:
Aydan Omoyi

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