"When You Up" lyrics
People always come 'round when you up
Leave you stuck
I'm too turned up now
To give two fucks
Got this on my own
That's who I trust
I'm too turned up now
And people always come 'round when you up
Rollin' that weed on a white runt ash tray
Praise to God
'Cause even when I ain't have shit, I had faith
Now I'm up
I don't touch 20K, it's a bad day
Blitzed as a motherfucker
I fuck with Dave Chappelle but we ain't half-baked
Told you I could never lose
Word to the Dior prints on the shoes
Quittin' somethin' I refuse
How could you hate on this? I'm confused
The circle only get reduced
You wasn't ever there in the beginnin'
You won't be at the top when I'm winnin'
The carbon right there sittin' on the denim
I learned from the best of 'em
Been through the worst of 'em
No one in the family ever touched a million
Always knew I'd be the first one
Someone play with the chain or the last name
Then I'ma go murder somethin'
When I was down there was no one I heard from
People always come 'round when you up
Leave you stuck
I'm too turned up now
To give two fucks
Got this on my own
That's who I trust
I'm too turned up now
And people always come 'round when you up
I've been gone way too long
I came back to take the spot
She wanna join
Throw me coins in the backseat of the drop
Weed too strong
I prolong, I'ma really need to stop
Medicate myself 'cause I done seen a lot
The city I come from savannah hot
They say it ain't beef but it's animos'
Brought her back to the crib just to slam the box
We shoot us a porno, the camera locked
Right hand all the money, left hand the watch
Shit easy, I've been sinnin' too much, need Jesus
Told ya 'bout my life, you wouldn't believe me
People think I had it off easy
I need loyalty, allegiance
All I ever got was treason
How you cross your own blood?
Motherfucker, some things beyond reason
The angels fight with the demons
They never there when you need 'em
The only thing that it mean is
People always come 'round when you up
Leave you stuck
I'm too turned up now
To give two fucks
Got this on my own
That's who I trust
I'm too turned up now
And people always come 'round when you up
Leave you stuck
I'm too turned up now
To give two fucks
Got this on my own
That's who I trust
I'm too turned up now
And people always come 'round when you up
Rollin' that weed on a white runt ash tray
Praise to God
'Cause even when I ain't have shit, I had faith
Now I'm up
I don't touch 20K, it's a bad day
Blitzed as a motherfucker
I fuck with Dave Chappelle but we ain't half-baked
Told you I could never lose
Word to the Dior prints on the shoes
Quittin' somethin' I refuse
How could you hate on this? I'm confused
The circle only get reduced
You wasn't ever there in the beginnin'
You won't be at the top when I'm winnin'
The carbon right there sittin' on the denim
I learned from the best of 'em
Been through the worst of 'em
No one in the family ever touched a million
Always knew I'd be the first one
Someone play with the chain or the last name
Then I'ma go murder somethin'
When I was down there was no one I heard from
People always come 'round when you up
Leave you stuck
I'm too turned up now
To give two fucks
Got this on my own
That's who I trust
I'm too turned up now
And people always come 'round when you up
I've been gone way too long
I came back to take the spot
She wanna join
Throw me coins in the backseat of the drop
Weed too strong
I prolong, I'ma really need to stop
Medicate myself 'cause I done seen a lot
The city I come from savannah hot
They say it ain't beef but it's animos'
Brought her back to the crib just to slam the box
We shoot us a porno, the camera locked
Right hand all the money, left hand the watch
Shit easy, I've been sinnin' too much, need Jesus
Told ya 'bout my life, you wouldn't believe me
People think I had it off easy
I need loyalty, allegiance
All I ever got was treason
How you cross your own blood?
Motherfucker, some things beyond reason
The angels fight with the demons
They never there when you need 'em
The only thing that it mean is
People always come 'round when you up
Leave you stuck
I'm too turned up now
To give two fucks
Got this on my own
That's who I trust
I'm too turned up now
And people always come 'round when you up
Writer(s): Dean Maola, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur
