"One Up" lyrics

Junior on the beat, Junior on the beat

Nigga said I couldn't do it, went and did it again
In it to win, I took all them losses on the chin
Believe it, I spin, you turn my mama's smile to a grin
I was stuck up in the kitchen pitching work up on the chin
While you was trying to get out, I was steady losing friends
I watched them ginger fry the hood and move the niggas out
Swear to God, I was woke on my paper route
Every nigga doubted me look stupid as fuck
And guess what, nigga, I got one up
Guess what now, nigga, I got one up
Every nigga doubted me look stupid as fuck
Now guess what, bitch, niggas, I got one up, one up

One up
One up
One up
One up

I want four candy to come, rapping and selling movies
Cypress bottle in my hand, bad bitch and her cousins
Finna serve me like a smoothie, got my hand on my Uzi
I'm gonna shake it all up and pour it all over her booty
Bitch, I'm really bum, but Clyde them don't play with the me
Me money long and me friends more kids
They throw shots, but I bob and weave
Never let these niggas get one up on me
Got to charge a fee, they say they on the gain, on the gain
Got to take a life when you bring the pain
Stay true to God, this money, it drive you insane
How y'all on some playboy and don't be doing no cocaine, cocaine?

One up
One up
One up
One up