Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hey Up There, artist - Buddy.
Date of issue: 07.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hey Up There |
Hey up there, I’m on my way up |
Tell the radio to play us |
Blame it on the place I grew up |
Hit that land mine then I blew up |
I’ve been on my job too long |
Damn right I know what I do wrong |
Ain’t no way that I’m gon' change up |
Now everybody better pay up |
Elevator on my way up (On my way up) |
Penthouse, bad bitch with her feet up (With her feet up, yeah) |
Dolla need that new Bentley truck (New Bentley truck) |
They just mad they wanna be us (Oh) |
Pull out the window, foot on the gas (Gas) |
Mixin' that Raf with the Kenzo, I sell 'em out fast |
Slushy, my diamond they wet |
Slushy, my diamond they wet |
Always been one step ahead, I keep my foot on their neck, yeah |
Ayy, with the gang-gang, bitch I’m with the gang-gang (Gang-gang) |
And when I’m in my Rolls Royce I take up two lanes (Two lanes) |
They be like, «Boy, that’s how you feel?» |
I be like, «Shit yeah» |
Ayy, DJ turn this shit up yeah this that shit, yeah, yeah |
Hey up there, I’m on my way up |
(Hey up there, I’m on my way up) |
Tell the radio to play us |
(Tell the radio to play us) |
Blame it on the place I grew up |
(Shit, blame it on the place I grew) |
Hit that land mine then I blew up |
(Yeah, young nigga then blew up) |
I’ve been on my job too long |
(Shit, I been doin' too much) |
Damn right I know what I do wrong |
(Shit, sometimes I be fuckin' up) |
Ain’t no way that I’m gon' change up |
(Shit, I’ma be like this for good) |
Now everybody better pay up |
Pay up, pay up |
Tryna get rich, don’t wanna be famous |
With my day ones, 75 cents to catch that bus |
Came up, came up, got my check and then I finesse |
Say I got next |
Got right now so I guess I’ll just, kick my feet up (Feet up) |
Smokin' all this weed, I need a re-up (Re-up) |
Give it all to me, more money, money |
Can’t tell me nothing |
We out here struggling |
This why we hustling |
Never heard it like this, don’t lie |
You ain’t never heard it like this, don’t lie |
Never heard it like this, don’t lie |
We ain’t have gifts at Christmas time |
Now I’m gettin' mine |
Niggas out here be switchin' sides |
Stay down 'til I touch the sky, that’s right |
Hey up there, I’m on my way up |
(Hey up there, I’m on my way up) |
Tell the radio to play us |
(Tell the radio to play us) |
Blame it on the place I grew up |
(Aye, blame it on the place I grew) |
Hit that land mine then I blew up |
(Yeah, young nigga then blew up) |
I’ve been on my job too long |
(Shit, I been doin' too much) |
Damn right I know what I do wrong |
(Shit, sometimes I be fuckin' up) |
Ain’t no way that I’m gon' change up |
(Shit, I’ma be like this for good) |
Now everybody better pay up |
Granny used to tell me, «Boy, don’t look back» |
That was '96, I was bumpin' Outkast |
She was up in church like, «Hallelujah» |
Now it’s getting scary, Freddy Krueger |