Lyrics Brought Up - FYB

Brought Up

Hey, you wanna get in the car, you gotta come in right now
I ain’t got no time to wait (mm, yeah, yeah, mmm)
It’s just the way that we was brought up
Yeah, I’m straight from the East side
DC till I hurry up, It’s clouded over here, now go (a-ha)
Mr. Smith
It’s how I came up (a-ha)
It’s just the way that we was brought up (you got a, go get it)
A million ways to stack a dollar (what, gotta do something)
Teachers teach, but OG’s taught us (OG)
Yeah, up next, I’m FYB, I gotta paint my sex
I’ll be damned if I call ya (yeah), came with a buyer (what)
Make you feel like a star, girl, yeah
New whip, my shit tenant (my shit tenant)
So dark, you can’t see you in it (see you in it)
So lost, you can’t see who in it (who in it)
I just spent a back-end at Lench
I want a new Louis bag (yeah), I want a new Gucci bag (okay)
I just got me a new bitch (new bitch), she made me feel like the man (the man)
I was the kid with the plan (the plan), new one day we’d have them Vans (them
Vans)
I’m in the (what), these niggas dig what I’m sayin' (dab)
We were posted on the East (East), gotta get out of the mud
Niggas stuck in a trap (trap), got no trouble to it now
OG gave us all the gang (yeah), said we had to wear the gang (gang)
But my niggas I relate (relate), started form another gang (gorillas)
Bitches never came between (never), turned into a menace
Gotta get it how you live it, niggas already livin' lawless
Tryna keep up with them ballers, listen to what momma taught us
They would try, we were border
It’s just the way that we was brought up (right)
A million ways to stack a dollar (what, gotta do something)
Teachers teach, but OG’s taught us (OG)
Yeah, up next, I’m FYB, I gotta paint my sex
I’ll be damned if I call ya (a-ha), came with a buyer (yeah)
Make you feel like a star, girl, yeah
The way I came up, it was tough to come up
In love with the money, I wanted them bucks
7−11, I throw in a buck
We came to the game where that nigga got plucked
Scammin' these bitches, they run outta luck
Smokin' they weed, till a nigga get stuck
We came from the struggle, we don’t give no fucks
Stay out my line, or you know that it’s tough
I’m a rockstar, pull up with some bitches in the back, like a cop car
But I don’t fuck with 12, I don’t do dat, I know robbers
Pussy nigga better watch your back, and my plug need an Oscar, 'cause I’m told
he had to act (ay)
I can try these bitches, 'cause I know that she want that sack (ay)
But one told me I’m realer than what other niggas like
I think I love her (I love her), I love her like my brothers (my brothers)
Only thing is that I fuck her, probably wouldn’t love another, from the gutter
It’s just the way that we was brought up (bruh, listen, I gotta stack this
fuckin' money till I die)
A million ways to stack a dollar (what, listen, I think I just)
Teachers teach, but OG’s taught us (OG)
Yeah, up next, I’m FYB, I gotta paint my sex (yeah)
I’ll be damned if I call ya (yeah), came with a buyer (what)
Make you feel like a star, girl, yeah (listen)
Long time comin', wake me, when the phone stop comin' (yeah)
Like a drone, I’m floatin' over these niggas, drone top only (okay)
FYB whole lotta money (okay), lookin' like we stole a lot of money (okay)
Lookin' like we robbed the fuckin' bank, it won’t be cold this summer (it won’t
be cold)
Unless you talkin' 'bout my ice store (ice store), bad bitch a new profit it,
we describe it how my night go (how my night go)
Straightjacket, I’m feelin' myself like psychos (like psychos)
And I know this ain’t no convention, let’s be honest, sending microphone (point)
I tell my story of my life told (of my life told)
I’m from the hood, they might check something like Michael (Michael)
My diamonds sunny like a light show (like a light show)
My 40-incher made like Geico (like Geico)
FYB millionaires, ain’t no typo
It’s just the way that we was brought up (bruh, you gotta, go get it)
A million ways to stack a dollar (what, gotta do something, I mean)
Teachers teach, but OG’s taught us (OG)
Yeah, up next, I’m FYB, I gotta paint my sex (yeah)
I’ll be damned if I call ya (yeah), came with a buyer (what)
Make you feel like a star, girl, yeah
(Mr. Smith)