Sly Spitta - Rose UP

Let em Come up and Get It
Make It to Spend It
Spend It to Flip It
Watch how I move
1st quarter, 4th quarter mentality, redefined the rules of gravity 
Move with strategy, knowing that they dealt me tragedy
Played my cards, still got sanity
This ain't no fantasy, we all face mortality 
Some slow, some rapidly, some get to mastery
Most move too casually, then have the audacity 
To talk, You critics with no credentials, dying with their potential
Never been presidential, studied the fundamentals, nothing coincidental
Words are influential, learned to keep It simple, and still monumental 
Less is more but you like holding dead weight
You know the ones who talk but don't ever demonstrate 
Lying so much they now believe what they say
There's real ones coming, get the fuck up out my way
Never dumb It down, I let em come up and get It 
Make It to spent It, spend It to flip It
Flip It embedded the weak are beheaded 
Fuck who feel offended I rose and ascended
You scared to die but still ain't living 
Vintage Jordan mixed with Pippen 
All is earned, and nothing's given 
Every shot is with precision 
When It comes to opposition, point em out
Lock in up on the target then I air y'all out 
I don't owe niggas, rarely do know niggas 
Count ya blessings next time you go toe to toe with us 
Speaking of toes I gotta dancer you cannot stand her 
When you test I get an A cus I been the answer 
The dream is free, the hustle sold separate 
Promised myself I'd never quit, life is so delicate 
Highway to Heaven for the hell of It
When it's timeless, you stay relevant, benevolent    
I got niggas holding grudges for shit they did
Niggas dying to get ahead and still can't live
Not saying to forget, I rather forgive
Karma knows what you did
Let the universe handle that
Never dumb It down
Throw dirt, I Rose UP
Let em come up and get It
Make It to spend It, Spend It to flip It 
If you get my time it's a privilege
Put in work or be a witness 
All this floss, I'm not a dentist 
Brooklyn bound, I been a menace 
Run ya mouth, I run my business 
No ceilings, when you are chosen, well spoken
Hearts golden, lost omen 
Royal rumble with the Hulk Hogan's 
In command when it's time for closing 
Yeah this that, preparation, opportunity snap
Respect, no you can't get that back
Yet, Money make em silent
100 Nigga smile stay vibrant 
Stars in alignment, Let me walk in change the climate 
Schooling niggas, Tuitions private, A pilot uh
Too high to ever dumb It down  
I let em come up and get It 
Make It to spent It, spend It to flip It  
The weak are beheaded 
Fuck who feel offended I rose and ascended UP
Throw Dirt, I Rose UP

Written by:
Joseph Griffith

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