| What’s up?
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| Gettin' some candy?
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| Huh?
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| Ain’t gettin' nothin'?
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| Straight up
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| Give me some candy, man. |
| You ain’t got no change?
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| Oh
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| I’m on a mission, it’s clear
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| No, they ain’t thinkin' it’s fair, from takin' the train everywhere
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| Duckin' the fare, I need to be in a lair
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| Fully prepared, uh, often revered
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| I don’t do parties, it’s weird
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| I rather work, you can go be in the mix
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| While I call a engineer
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| My life is wild, force me to switch up the style
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| I go through this shit every year, not that you care
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| I turn the drama to gold, you lovin' the shit that you hear
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| Handle my business, hits, no misses
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| I wanna hit no misses
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| Wait, what is this?
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| I’m suddenly lit, I can help but notice the difference
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| I could be trippin', but I feel like they get it now
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| Last year, I was lukewarm, but I’m more lucrative now
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| Last year, they was so live, but I’m more «Who's spittin'?» |
| now
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| Huh, no opinions in my factions
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| Similar to this shit snappin', we cap it
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| I know I’m battery cappin', too busy thinkin' ahead
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| If she do want me, I’m missin' the signs
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| Too busy thinkin' the bread
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| I admit, I be conflicted
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| Music and life, I can’t see the difference
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| Stevie Wonder with the vision
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| Fuck it though, that’s how we livin'
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| Wake up, then I bake up
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| Gotta get the cake up (Yeah, yeah)
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| Wake up, then I bake up
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| Gotta get the cake up
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| Wake up, then I bake up
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| Gotta get the cake up
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| Wake up, that I bake up
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| Gotta get that cake up
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| Yeah, pull up to the stu', make a Brooklyn zoo inspiration
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| Niggas that I knew never found a new occupation
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| Some be flippin' packs, Stro be flippin' raps
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| If you call my phone without a stack, I’ma call you back
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| Shit is that real for me
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| I’m no Cosby, don’t nobody get the bill for me
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| Put in that practice, don’t nobody get the skill for me
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| Spittin' that crack, just want somebody get the skill for me
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| Wait, weigh in and sell it, the way that I tell it
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| Gotta be one of a kind
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| I don’t believe in them numbers, they lyin'
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| Stood up and study the clock, why?
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| I’m tryna stand the test of time
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| Me, I’ma hit with the rap
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| Started the company up for federal scratch
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| Grade A legal money, now they can’t take nothin' from me
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| I got the game out of Oakland
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| Dreams, I put it in motion
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| They tryna set a president, I was never into votin'
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| Never second guess, only follow what’s behind my chest
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| Y’all gon' follow rules, that just lead you to defy your fresh
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| Wake up, then I bake up
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| Gotta get the cake up
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| Wake up, then I bake up
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| Gotta get the cake up
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| Wake up, then I bake up
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| Gotta get the cake up
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| Wake up (Yeah), then I bake up
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| Gotta get that cake up
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| It’s like, only if you can relate, uh
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| Give him the game, uh, only if you can relate
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| Uh, uh, uh
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| Whoa, I got a lot on my plate, uh
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| Be on the grind, yeah, I be in and out of state, hol' up
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| Hehe, huh, I fuck with this right here
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| Grade A tribe shit, uh
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| For e’rybody puttin' in that ten-thousand hours
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| And we do it like
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| Uh, yeah
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| 2019, let’s get it
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| Swish, swish, uh |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm Up , by - Stro. Song from the album Last Friday, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп