Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Up, artist - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Album song Top, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.09.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic, Never Broke Again
Song language: English
I'm Up |
Plain jane, I feel special |
Fuck officials, finish steppin' |
I know that’s gon' make it better |
These niggas just talk like killers |
All-out war with my hitters |
I think somethin', we step on shit |
It’s all about what I figure |
I ain’t take nothin' off, 'fore I take somethin' back, I’ma put one in |
When that drank came in, my cup turned darker then my lens |
Who gon' protect me? |
I’m the protector of all my friends |
How the fuck you with me? |
You playin' detective, you ain’t my twin |
I’ma flood you a bag soon as that pack get dropped right in |
Wanna take that Bentley back because that GT ain’t the same |
We miss, gon' double back to make sure bro blow out the brain |
I don’t want you neither or your friend, y’all don’t understand the pain |
Of the life of a slime, mind on the grind, I can’t waste my time |
'Cause now I’m up and they know it |
Ain’t gotta picture me rollin' |
'Cause when they see me, it’s on me |
It could turn out bad or turn out good |
But I’m still thuggin', throwin' up my hood |
And whenever that we meet, we gon' slide them |
Leave homicide to find them |
Still ain’t got my mind made up |
Mask up before we blind him |
Keep actin' like he five and I’m gon' dime him |
Ten after ten, must I remind him? |
Who gon' supply me? |
I’m the supplier of all my friends |
With you to the end, who gon' have my back when I’m locked in the pen'? |
He was on that cocky shit, I already had one cocked in |
Devil inside my cup, I let that drink become my friend |
My cup the devil, brand-new bezel |
Plain jane, I feel special |
Fuck officials, finish steppin' |
I know that’s gon' make it better |
These niggas just talk like killers |
All-out war with my hitters |
I think somethin', we step on shit |
It’s all about what I figure |
We miss, gon' double back to make sure bro blow out the brain |
I don’t want you neither or your friend, y’all don’t understand the pain |
Of the life of a slime, mind on the grind, I can’t waste my time |
'Cause now I’m up and they know it |
Ain’t gotta picture me rollin' |
'Cause when they see me, it’s on me |
It could turn out bad or turn out good |
But I’m still thuggin', throwin' up my hood |
And whenever that we meet, we gon' slide them |
Mask up before we blind him |