Lyrics Big Ups - Stro

Big Ups

Wassup y’all
If your hearing this voice
Then your now tuned into the sounds of your higher self
And I’m here to say that, uh
What the world needs is frequencies
Grade A Frequencies
Uh, big up the Gods, big up the Gods
We don’t disrespect em
Fuck with the kid, I fuck with the folks
They gon' just neglect em
Big up the real, big up the real
Me, I represent them
Uh, big up the world big up the world
Baby, this a anthem
Grew up without
Grew up ignored, I scream and I shout
Do what I want, ain’t got time to pout
Shout my believers and fuck all the doubt
Flood 'em with music, uh-huh, it’s a drought
Fucking the world watch me lift up her blouse
Ruffle the feathers of all my competitors
You just a dot and yo crew is exceterer
Check out my sentences
I could tell I’m bout to make it
'Cause everybody round me tryna be friends and shit
Tryna prepare for the doors that I’m entering
I heard it’s envy and pinches for penny’s and hollas for dollars
Crackers with problems
Niggas with chicks that end up baby mamas
Take you to court and try to extort
This the shit must of drove 2Pac crazy
Fuck it, it’s the better route just to get the message out
Niggas don’t know me but they need me
Niggas never heard of me but they see me
Lyrically top 10, easily
Biggie ain’t dead, he in me
Pac ain’t dead, he in me
If I look familiar, them the niggas that you see in me
Uh, big up the Gods, big up the Gods
We don’t disrespect em
Fuck with the kid, I fuck with the folks
They gon' just neglect em
Big up the real, big up the real
Me, I represent them
Uh, big up the world big up the world
Baby, this a anthem
Big up the Gods, big up the Gods
We don’t disrespect em
Fuck with the kid, I fuck with the folks
They gon' just neglect em
Big up the real, big up the real me
I represent them
Uh, big up the world, big up the world
Baby, this a anthem
I could tell I’m a prophet
Just by looking at my facial structure
Special features, less of features
Rappers frontin', they don’t want to get ethered
One word and your camp bail like Tisha
Hair what I’m saying, I ain’t talking alopecia
This that shit get you high through the speakers
Hit that chick then I greet her like I meet her
Blow it up, I pull bombs like Bonita
Biggest influence i could tell when I see ya
Why these cats tryna be a nigga like Bieber?
Why these cats tryna be a nigga like Bieber?
All about my dough for the record like amoeba
Coming at Stro then I’m coming like the reeper
Body motherfuckers and I won’t stutter neither
I will d-d-d-d-d delete ya
Piece of pie all I want
Matter of fact, I want the whole thing
On duties in movies with Vin Diesel
But you can’t tell from this ring
I’m from the block, I don’t flaunt nothing
'Cause when niggas start wantin'
Then they run up in your crib have you looking like Budden
One thing about Stro though
I ain’t no average Joe shmo
I got the state in my clutch
I got the flow they can’t touch
I do this, I do this
The culture, I know this
I notice you clueless
Don’t argue with trollers, I treat em like students and school 'em
They don’t know hip-hop, it’s cool
It’s why I continue to
Big up the Gods, big up the Gods
We don’t disrespect em
Fuck with the kid, I fuck with the folks
They gon' just neglect em
Uh, big up the real, big up the real
Me, I represent 'em
Uh, big up the world, big up the world
Baby, this a anthem
Big up the Gods, big up the Gods
We don’t disrespect 'em
Yeah, fuck with the kid, I fuck with the folks
They gon' just neglect 'em
Uh, big up the real big up the real
Me, I represent them
Uh, big up the world, big up the world
Baby, this a anthem
E’rybody, feel this
Grade A tribes, one more time
Grade A tribes, here we go
Brooklyn
Big up the Gods, we don’t disrespect 'em
Uh, they gon' just neglect em
Y’all know I be do this shit
Uh