Dreamville - Still up

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, woo
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, uh
(Shoutout to Meez 'cause he noticed me, nigga)

Got a long ass text message
Took the time, yeah I read it
Sensitivity not my best strength
But I get it
Say she love me real special
But my heart is real heavy
Try to lighten up the load
For the speakers in my Chevy

Big money, damn
Still up, yeah
Ten summers, fuck
Still up, yeah
Spend it, yeah
Still up, yeah
No shit, nah
Still up, yeah

I got bitches on my line
I got a million on hold
And I love 'em all the same
Gon be the death of me though
I took two more to the brain
And never stepped on the floor
Baby baby I'm an angel
From my head to my toes

Big money, damn
Still up, yeah
Ten summers, fuck
Still up, yeah
Spend it, yeah
Still up, yeah
No shit, nah (wait, wait)
Still up, yeah (wait, like wait wait)

Top Dawg, jeeze
Still up, damn
Dreamville, damn
Still up, wassup?
I done work hard, got bucks up
Loud money niggas got hushed up
I'm with EARTHGANG and niggas got wavy
Now we got the whole game fucked up, yeah
Made it to the top position
Work 'til I take Top position
'Til every car off the lot we whippin'
I'm in high position
I ain't used to have a pot to piss in
Nigga I been so focused
Nigga move foward, niggas ain't loafin'
I'ma bring change like diggin' in sofas
Squeeze on game like niggas turnt cobra
I been Verizon, niggas T-Mobile
Gang gang, uh
Still up, wait
Ain't shit changed, nah
We still us, uh
She ain't cute, huh
But we drunk, yeah
Fat ass, shit
Still fuck, still fuck


I got bitches on my line
I got a million on hold
And I love 'em all the same
Gon be the death of me though
I took two more to the brain
And never stepped on the floor
Baby baby I'm an angel
From my head to my toes

Big money, damn
Still up, yeah
Ten summers, fuck
Still up, yeah
Spend it, yeah
Still up, yeah
No shit, nah (no shit)
Still up, yeah (still up)

The 0-1-2, I was in the Pontiac with my dude
Braggin' 'bout a ho we bagged then we screwed
Sippin' on the Cognac with the juice
Swerve, jump the curve, later talk about it
Nigga, roll a blunt, nigga, lucky you
Jesus save the world, money make the rules
Niggas livin' dirty, feel like Bonnaroo
Feel like I was told, feel like I could choose
Feel like gettin' blown when I got the blues
Used to walk home, Reebok soldier
Couldn't hop the fence, holes in my shoes
Holes in ya' story, I smell a rat
You don't see money 'til we see the proof
Bitch, I'm rare, it's a million yous
For the internet shit, what you really gon' do?
I've been in my bag and my carry-on too
My day one's barbarians too
I walk through glow like aquarium-blue
Marry my job, paradise go wherever I move
Feelin' like 'Pac, but I'm livin' like Snoop
Die in denial, then live in yo truth
Givin' no fuck, still spendin' like, "Oops"

I got bitches on my line
I got a million on hold
And I love 'em all the same
Gon be the death of me though
I took two more to the brain
And never stepped on the floor
Baby baby I'm an angel
From my head to my toes

Big money, damn
Still up, yeah
Ten summers, fuck
Still up, yeah
Spend it, yeah
Still up, yeah
No shit, nah
Still up, yeah

(Meez, you the wizard)

Writers: Eian Undrai Parker , Olu O. Fann , REASON , Meez , Loui Ji

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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