Goin’ Up

[Intro]
Huh
808 Nigga
Plu baby, (?)

[Chorus]
I want own number 1's, I cannot be a runner
I'm going up, that's on my mama
I made some racks, that's on my mama
They on my pack, yeah that's my brothers
Non of them rap, I know their momma's
Opposition is fidgety, I know they runners
Rack till infinity, we on some other shit
Always finesse when you know get doubling

[Verse 1]
Always finesse when I know I can triple it
You ain't no boss you don't take care of business
You lot are nerd, all I hear is the crickets
Fuck your opinion, who made you a critic, hold up one minute
I'm tyrna level to get to a (?)
These niggas is midgets, I am taking positions, no competition
Spending that (?)
Don't want no friction
Need new prescription
They cannot see, I'm popping up oversees
Gotta be a grantee, I get that check when I leave yeah

[Chorus]
I want own number 1's, I cannot be a runner
I'm going up, that's on my mama
I made some racks, that's on my mama
They on my pack, yeah that's my brothers
Non of them rap, I know their momma's
Opposition is fidgety, I know they runners
Rack till infinity, we on some other shit
Always finesse when you know get doubling

[Verse 2]
Pluto for life and you know that shit's permanent
Tat on my stomach, I never regret that shit
Bitch when I die, I'm always gonna represent
Got my own supply, I can be content
I cannot settle for nothing less
I want some (?) around my neck
I got supporters from spitting facts
I want a foreign and speed fast
I'll do everything the same if I win back
Had to fuck up a line so I learned that
That's who made who I am, I can't change that
Put my town on the map, how I give back
Passing hoes (?) always give back
Different city different fit, we don't pack bags
Fit a whole 100 in a backpack

[Interlude]
That's like the only thing I feel like carrying, you know?
Feel like trapping light

[Verse 3]
No competition, spending that fiction
Don't want no friction
Need new prescription
They cannot see, I'm popping up oversees
Gotta be a grantee, I get that check when I leave yeah
Feeling myself, spend 500 on the tee yeah
Roll with my team, all you lil nigga's weird

[Chorus]
I want own number 1's, I cannot be a runner
I'm going up, that's on my mama
I made some racks, that's on my mama
They on my pack, yeah that's my brothers
Non of them rap, I know their momma's
Opposition is fidgety, I know they runners
Rack till infinity, we on some other shit
Always finesse when you know get doubling