"Now I'm Up (Intro)" lyrics
(Enrgy made this one)
Yeah, yeah, it's with an X, nigga
They used to love me when I was down, now I'm up (Yop)
A hundred rounds in the car, a pound in the trunk
Procrastinatin' why you broke, now you cryin' 'cause you stuck
I know you snitched 'cause your crime and your time don't match up
Yeah, rap got me activated (Uh-huh)
Bitch, you gotta pay to fuck, I ain't gon' tax you, baby (At all)
I just hit a pregnant bitch, I think I tapped a baby
Took a nigga to Ganja Gods and showed him how to pack an eighthy
3D package crazy
Shoppin' for some socks and drawers, nigga, I got the strap in Macy's
My shooter crazy, for the right price, he'll whack a baby (Damn)
Niggas buyin' strikers like crack in the '80s (What?)
Doin' all that steppin', put a crack in the pavement
Oh, you tryna borrow some money from me? I'ma let you get it (Come on)
'Cause I'm the type to get your head cracked if you lackin' some payments (Nigga)
It's rust on the chop, left the strap in the basement
Put no trust in no thot, I just crack, then I'm skatin'
I just got flicked with two Glocks and a pack of some Quagen (What happened?)
Yeah, them niggas tried to pull me out
Pull up on them niggas that gurbed me and tell 'em fool me now (Come on)
Shoot a hundred rounds then wet a towel to try to cool it down
Crazy 'cause I'm out of town and want a bitch that's in the town
She ain't never fuck on the balcony, so I flew her out
Y'all ain't even have to believe me, I'm finna prove it now
Finna drive the striker, I see an alien, I'ma shoot it down
Sleepin' in the whip, I had no pillow, so I used a pound
Tryna find some niggas to step on because I'm losin' ground
They used to love me when I was down, now I'm up (Now I'm up)
A hundred rounds in the car, a pound in the trunk
Procrastinatin' why you broke, now you cryin' 'cause you stuck
I know you snitched 'cause your crime and your time don't match up (Rat-ass nigga)
They used to love me when I was down, now I'm up (I'm up)
A hundred rounds in the car, a pound in the trunk
But crashin' ain't why you broke, now you cryin' 'cause you stuck
I know you snitched 'cause your crime and your time don't match up
Yeah, man, this shit a different feeling (On God)
Ayy, I really touched a million, but never touched a million (Uh-huh)
Make him come up out his pockets and say, "I'm fuckin' with you" (Pussy)
I ain't finna box, I ain't finna tussle with you, chopper for the muscle niggas
Wakin' up, plays every day, I had that hustle in me
Let my brother hold a hundred K because I trust that nigga (Blood)
On some real shit, I don't really fuck with niggas
If we had a conversation, probably had some money in it
Rap gettin' easier, shit a free throw (Hmm)
My PO box filled with all free clothes
We buyin' every house next to the opps until the beef gone
Ten millis dumpin' out the Glock'll knock a street pole
They used to love me when I was down, now I'm up (I'm up)
A hundred rounds in the car, a pound in the trunk
Procrastinatin' why you broke, now you cryin' 'cause you stuck
I know you snitched 'cause your crime and your time don't match up (Rat-ass nigga)
They used to love me when I was down, now I'm up
A hundred rounds in the car, a pound in the trunk
But crashin' ain't why you broke, now you cryin' 'cause you stuck (Dumb-ass)
I know you snitched 'cause your crime and your time don't match up
They used to love me when I was down, now I'm up (I'm up)
A pound in the trunk (Nigga)
'Cause you stuck (Yeah)
Know you snitched 'cause your crime and your time don't match up
Nigga
Yeah, yeah
It's with an X, nigga
Yeah, yeah, it's with an X, nigga
They used to love me when I was down, now I'm up (Yop)
A hundred rounds in the car, a pound in the trunk
Procrastinatin' why you broke, now you cryin' 'cause you stuck
I know you snitched 'cause your crime and your time don't match up
Yeah, rap got me activated (Uh-huh)
Bitch, you gotta pay to fuck, I ain't gon' tax you, baby (At all)
I just hit a pregnant bitch, I think I tapped a baby
Took a nigga to Ganja Gods and showed him how to pack an eighthy
3D package crazy
Shoppin' for some socks and drawers, nigga, I got the strap in Macy's
My shooter crazy, for the right price, he'll whack a baby (Damn)
Niggas buyin' strikers like crack in the '80s (What?)
Doin' all that steppin', put a crack in the pavement
Oh, you tryna borrow some money from me? I'ma let you get it (Come on)
'Cause I'm the type to get your head cracked if you lackin' some payments (Nigga)
It's rust on the chop, left the strap in the basement
Put no trust in no thot, I just crack, then I'm skatin'
I just got flicked with two Glocks and a pack of some Quagen (What happened?)
Yeah, them niggas tried to pull me out
Pull up on them niggas that gurbed me and tell 'em fool me now (Come on)
Shoot a hundred rounds then wet a towel to try to cool it down
Crazy 'cause I'm out of town and want a bitch that's in the town
She ain't never fuck on the balcony, so I flew her out
Y'all ain't even have to believe me, I'm finna prove it now
Finna drive the striker, I see an alien, I'ma shoot it down
Sleepin' in the whip, I had no pillow, so I used a pound
Tryna find some niggas to step on because I'm losin' ground
They used to love me when I was down, now I'm up (Now I'm up)
A hundred rounds in the car, a pound in the trunk
Procrastinatin' why you broke, now you cryin' 'cause you stuck
I know you snitched 'cause your crime and your time don't match up (Rat-ass nigga)
They used to love me when I was down, now I'm up (I'm up)
A hundred rounds in the car, a pound in the trunk
But crashin' ain't why you broke, now you cryin' 'cause you stuck
I know you snitched 'cause your crime and your time don't match up
Yeah, man, this shit a different feeling (On God)
Ayy, I really touched a million, but never touched a million (Uh-huh)
Make him come up out his pockets and say, "I'm fuckin' with you" (Pussy)
I ain't finna box, I ain't finna tussle with you, chopper for the muscle niggas
Wakin' up, plays every day, I had that hustle in me
Let my brother hold a hundred K because I trust that nigga (Blood)
On some real shit, I don't really fuck with niggas
If we had a conversation, probably had some money in it
Rap gettin' easier, shit a free throw (Hmm)
My PO box filled with all free clothes
We buyin' every house next to the opps until the beef gone
Ten millis dumpin' out the Glock'll knock a street pole
They used to love me when I was down, now I'm up (I'm up)
A hundred rounds in the car, a pound in the trunk
Procrastinatin' why you broke, now you cryin' 'cause you stuck
I know you snitched 'cause your crime and your time don't match up (Rat-ass nigga)
They used to love me when I was down, now I'm up
A hundred rounds in the car, a pound in the trunk
But crashin' ain't why you broke, now you cryin' 'cause you stuck (Dumb-ass)
I know you snitched 'cause your crime and your time don't match up
They used to love me when I was down, now I'm up (I'm up)
A pound in the trunk (Nigga)
'Cause you stuck (Yeah)
Know you snitched 'cause your crime and your time don't match up
Nigga
Yeah, yeah
It's with an X, nigga
