Lyrics Way Up - Bizzle, Şevin

Way Up

GOM
Put on for the squad
We go in
Do it for the GOD
If I go
Then I’m going hard
Boy you know me
HOG for the MOB
Fit up then get up and go
Fill up to pick up and roll
You gon' get this work
Get lit up and hit up the show
Man they already know who the real is
But they say it’s too religious
Drake dropped «God's Plan»
You were wit it now you lookin' too suspicious
I am blessed
Never had luck
You a tad much superstitious
You ain’t the man bruh
Cuz you pick a bag up boy what you doin' with it?
Stack up and you be cool and then ya
Get ya hands cuffed and you get threw in prison
It’s the last supper
You could have some
Or you could pass up and you do the dishes
Homie I ain’t never change up
Been the same since day one
When I came in the game rippin' Jay
The Renegade still the same ain’t budge
Then and when it came Same Love
They played dumb and ain’t say much
You tell me who’s the gangsta?
Daddy let me loose
They gotta move
Bishop with the burner baby
I got the juice
They hatin' on my team cuz we the truth
Won’t He do it
And we the proof
We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up
We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up
We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up
We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up
Yeah
First drop they were like Biz who are you boy get your name up
Try to hold me down but you know me know
Look at God I done came up
They were lookin for the sauce
I was cooking for the boss
Now I’m A-1
Try to keep us out the game
We gon' make it so the game got a changeup
Show love to the haters ay
Been tellin' where we came from
One time for the Maker ay
Same team ain’t trade up
Christ gang ya don’t bang ay
I stay in my lane ay
Metal tucked like a umbrella but
I pray it don’t rain ay
Promise I don’t want no smoke
But that ain’t really what you want too
Cuz everybody got they own folk
That’ll make a move if you want to
The problem is you prolly think I’m afraid
In a way that’s so true
But I ain’t afraid you’ll smoke me
Dog I’m afraid I’ll smoke you
I ain’t the only one with a family
That I gotta make it home to
I need you to make it home too
They need you to make it home too
Cats flex for the rap check to make black death look so cool
We just here to make it old news yeah
Daddy let me loose
They gotta move
Bishop with the burner baby
I got the juice
They hatin' on my team cuz we the truth
Won’t He do it
And we the proof
We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up
We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up
We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up
We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up
Ay
Fo Christ pay the whole price
On my whole life no cheap skatin'
Glow like there ain’t no light
No ice but I’m peace makin'
HOGs grind boy I eat bacon
Fault lines so I keep quakin'
And the way I make these bars connect
I’m a architect no Freemason
Ah
We baboons to them poodles
I need lots of steak on my pasta plate
I go swagu on them noodles
We go rounds for that gold crown
We don’t slow down we accelerate
Keep tellin' Satan I’m elevatin'
Even though he be hella hatin'
Step your game up and quit bellyachin'
Go hard then hit the casa brah
Yo double up ain’t no bubble up you ain’t no hustalah
Huh
See I’m in the game like a right guard
You could lock me up in a psych ward
And I’ll still be screamin' out «Christ's Lord»
String me up by my mic chord
Really it will be a honor to go
Cuz the way that they be jokin' about your word
Got em thinkin' the Church is a comedy show
Never been and I’ll never fold
If they snatch me up or I’m dead and cold
The gospel of Yoshua’s still the greatest story ever told
Daddy let me loose
They gotta move
Bishop with the burner baby
I got the juice
They hatin' on my team cuz we the truth
Won’t He do it
And we the proof
We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up
We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up
We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up
We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up