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[Intro]
Woah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah
(It's Fresh Jones)
Yeah
[Chorus]
When I come get my shit, it better add up
First I was hustlin' backwards, it didn't add up
Aye, being broke wasn't fun, thought it was bad luck
I heard it didn't make sense if it didn't add up
I might pull up motor soundin' like a panther (Yeah)
I swear all my life I ain't have none
I spent all my nights tryna make it add up (Hell yeah)
I know this ain't right, shit gotta add up
[Verse 1: Lucci]
Okay, this Rollie on my wrist say, "It's my time now"
Louis V frames to block the pain in my eyes now
Of course I'm high right now
Still'll blow a ten, you better pipe down
They keep asking me, "Lucc', how you feel?"
Can't believe it's real, finally got a deal
What's the deal? Gotta keep it real
Tryna make a mil, a couple mil
Had to tell 'em, "Chill"
I swear all this damn pain got me poppin' pills
These niggas act like they'll do it but then they won't
It's in the hood, but that's the trunk
You know I'm good with the pump
I promise to God, I'll hit his ass, and I ain't talkin' tough
A young nigga, I had to grind to do what I want
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
When I come get my shit, it better add up
First I was hustlin' backwards, it didn't add up
Aye, being broke wasn't fun, thought it was bad luck
I heard it didn't make sense if it didn't add up
I might pull up motor soundin' like a panther (Yeah)
I swear all my life I ain't have none
I spent all my nights tryna make it add up (Hell yeah)
I know this ain't right, shit gotta add up
[Verse 2: Lucci]
Uh, what is this, nigga?
You know that Hublot on your wrist, it don't exist, nigga
I thought I told him I pop shit, nigga
In that Panamera Porsche with your bitch, nigga
Did I mention I'm makin' six figures?
They say change come when money come
Wonder if they still gon' love me if all my money gone
They say they with me, but don't know a song
Ain't it funny how them suckers gone?
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
When I come get my shit, it better add up
First I was hustlin' backwards, it didn't add up
Aye, being broke wasn't fun, thought it was bad luck
I heard it didn't make sense if it didn't add up
I might pull up motor soundin' like a panther (Yeah)
I swear all my life I ain't have none
I spent all my nights tryna make it add up (Hell yeah)
I know this ain't right, shit gotta add up
Add Up was written by Fresh Jones & YFN Lucci.
Add Up was produced by Fresh Jones.