"Up 2 Me" lyrics

(Ayy, who made it? Milan made it, bitch)
Uh

If it was up to me, I'd make these rappers stand on they bars
Before you hop inside that booth, you gotta jump in that car
I know that God still watchin' over me even though I'ma demon
I was 'posed to die a hunnid times, but somehow I'm still breathin'
If it was up to me, I'd keep the internet out the streets
'Cause niggas doin' life over likes, comments and tweets
My nigga bitch cheated, came home and gave him HIV
That could not been me, I woulda kill that bitch in her sleep
If it was up to me the color of your skin wouldn't matter
As long as we all gettin' paid and takin' care of our family
Sam Cooke said a change was gon' come, but it didn't
Police still killin' niggas right in front of they children
If it was up to me the whole world prolly be trappin'
'Cause it's enough money I hear to make everybody happy
If it was up to me, I'd prolly woulda never start robbin'
But it was either swim or drown, so I ain't really have a option
I'ma multi millionaire, I work too hard for these figures
I ain't gon' lie and I still would rob all of these niggas
One of my niggas on the run 'cause the sister had snitched
If it was up to me, I'd woulda shot that bitch in her shit
Police hit my mama house to try to see where I'm is
My mama told 'em she ain't talked to me since I was a kid
A lot of niggas goin' broke to try to impress these bitches
If it was up to me, I'd be stackin' up every penny
I've been puttin' up every dollar for whenever it rain
You should know money make me happy, it still brought me some pain
Givin' favors, that gon' come with nothin', but stress and regret
If it was up to me, I wouldn't give nobody else shit
Niggas cool with livin' broke, pockets touchin' they ass
If it was up to me, nigga, I'ma die for the cash
I'ma die for that bag, I'd prolly die for my mans
I'm livin' slow as I can 'cause I ain't tryna die fast (Huh)