Way Up

[Verse 1]
Bitch I took it to the west coast, woah
Got a crib, got lit and its still not shit
I'm not easily impressed no, uh
I'm tryna live like this till the day I'm [?]
So I'm spinning out the strop rope, yeah
So will it kills y'all? Feel a type of weight
Then you better learn to let go, let go
Y'all wanna talk shit then your hate get's split
Been a lotta long nights, lotta long days
Doing it the long way, back up in the hallways
And people hated all day, all day
Tryna crash me, burn me, thinking they'd hurt me
I've been feeling I'll stay
I'm [?], I've fucked it, I'm buzzing, I'm coming so quick I'm forgetting all y'all's names
Y'all stain looking small brain
When my fade is looking all great, woah

[Chorus]
I swear I'm way up
I don't do small talk or conversations
I've been grinding years I'm out of patience
I know this the year I'm 'bout to take it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Ain't nobody know the shit that I've been through
Tryna make it happen all by myself
When there's no-one believing up in you
When nobody tryna lend you no help
You better find [?] to look into
Find that purpose, working your wealth
And it'll put that passion, lack, back in you
And it never come from nobody else
Man its safe from myself
It was never 'bout me
Its the fans and the fam tryna set em all free
Hoping be come the people their destine to be
Cause the way the worlds living is honestly weak
People are living a life when they peak at a young age
And the rest of its bleak [?]
That shit will set me off I'm gonna freak
I've been tryna work for the shit that they need, I swear

[Pre-Chorus]
My mom deserve a whip, yeah
Dad deserve a crib
They ain't got to trip
They'll get all of it, yeah
My Sis deserve a grip [?]
Brother gets a quip [?]
[?] will never slip
Got homie's tryna quit on they jobs and shit
So I'm steady focusing
Tryna find myself an opening
My mom deserve a whip, yeah
Dad deserve a crib
They ain't got to trip
They'll get all of it, yeah
My Sis deserve a grip [?]
Brother gets a quip [?]
[?] will never slip
Got homie's tryna quit on they jobs and shit
So I'm steady focusing
Tryna find myself an opening

[Chorus]
I swear I'm way up
I don't do small talk or conversations
I've been grinding years I'm out of patience
I know this the year I'm 'bout to take it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah