Go Up

Tryna go up
I'm tryna go up
Tryna go up and buy a Bentley truck
Tryna go up and I won't be stuck
Tryna go up and I won't be stuck, (yuh)
I don't need a friend, I could die by myself
I don't need to sell drugs to get my-y wished wealth, (aye, aye)
Double G's around me and on my belt
You might think I'm crazy but I got mental help
You might think I'm done
You may think I'm finished
You might need a explanation for this little scrimmage
You might think I'm dumb
I done ruined my image
Hold up, hold up
Chasing the bag with the green like it's spinach
(huh?, huh?, huh?)