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(Intro: Yamine)
Yeah, wassup man
(Open-Verse: Charlie Pack)
Now I’m way up, way way up
Bitch I’m way up way way up
Way up way way up
A nigga like me going way up, way way up
(Verse 1: Yamine)
Start it low, sell it high, don’t give, any handouts
Niggas plotting, bitches thotting, waiting for the sale now
I don’t smoke, dope drive, whip clean, no foul play
Crazy sounds, dope game, cocaine brick is bigger than a cow
Internet shit get the pop off (pop off, pop off, pop off,)
Cops come crawling kicking all doors off (doors off, doors off, doors off)
Nigga owe me money I call a hit to get the drop on (drop on)
Way too up with you niggas (nigga)
Goon stay strapped finger on triggers (pow)
I ain’t playin with you niggas (naw)
(Bridge: Charlie Pack)
Now we ain't gotta live no more
From check to check
Mama, please dont worry about me
I got racks
(Hook: Charlie Pack)
Now Im way up, way way up
Bitch Im way up, way way up
Now way up, way way up
A nigga like me going way up
(Verse 2: Yamine)
Rap songs, big name, huge artists, I got no fame
Music game, industry, stay politicking, too much play
Niggas trash you, i have no hope, cuz I don’t sound like everyone else though
I’m a lion, you sheep, speak beep, broken car, someone else rode
I’m the nigga stay writing raps
Never gonna stop old shit I relapse
Man, niggas ain’t know about that
You see my name right next you write wack
I’ll be smoking ya’ll packs
All these Indy artists stay riding Moo no cap
Everybody wanna sound the same
But once you in your own lane, they call you lame then skip track
If you ain’t a follower you a loser
I’m way up from you zoomers
Fuck these hating ass boomers
And anyone else who got something to do with u
Don’t skip a song, listen to the message
I’m spitting game, and have you clowns thinking
No more circus plays strive for above average, syncing
(Bridge: Charlie Pack)
Now we ain't gotta live no more
From check to check
Mama, please dont worry about me
I got racks
(Hook: Charlie Pack)
Now Im way up, way way up
Bitch Im way up, way way up
Now way up, way way up
A nigga like me going way up
Way Up was written by Yamine.
Way Up was produced by Freek van Workum & Freek Van Workum Entertainment & Yamine.