"Up & Stuck" lyrics

J Emz & ONEFOUR Lyrics

"Up & Stuck"

Ah
Ayy, you already know how we rockin' up in this bitch (Uh)
Bah
Gang

This life ain't glitter and gold
I can't explain what this shit did to my soul
My heart stopped bleeding since the day it turned cold
Show no emotion, I can't act as if it's taking a toll
If you ain't built for the pressure, there's no use getting involved
I learned to hold down the fort
For my bros who had to go down in court
Paying them bonds is why I kept coming short
Nah, we ain't playing with smoke
Life on the line and that's the way that it goes
You really know and you can't say that we don't, gang

Wrist flooded, I can't let 'em see my hand
Now I'm making rubber bands, stressing 'bout no other man
Flashing that shit for the 'Gram, flexing for the internet
I ain't with that tough talk, they know we get into that
Marching for a purpose, they know that, where at, he lurking
Shopping for a glizzy, I ain't tryna buy a Birkin
Titties shaking on this big old drum when they see me clutch
You know how it comes with us, quit playing, boy, and leave it up

I see the news tryna cancel gang, you know how I feel 'bout that
Saying that we work with feds, you know how I feel 'bout rats
We ain't with the rumors, you already know they talkin' smack
Only if it's walled all black, we handle it and that's a fact (Ayy, what the fuck? True)
I'm in the studio and taking all these photos
Grew up wearing Dri-Fits, can't forget the Polo
Now I'm rocking LV, chequered with the logo (Ayy, check me out)
This Moncler going solo (This Moncler going solo)
I'm in debt with this and I told the gang I won't change up
Whole city full of opps, I know they hate the way that we came up
If it's every hood against mine, then tell me how the fuck can you blame us?
Catch me still throwin' two sevens while I'm outside with my

Wrist flooded, I can't let 'em see my hand
Now I'm making rubber bands, stressing 'bout no other man
Flashing that shit for the 'Gram, flexing for the internet
I ain't with that tough talk, they know we get into that
Marching for a purpose, they know that, where at, he lurking
Shopping for a glizzy, I ain't tryna buy a Birkin
Titties shaking on this big old drum when they see me clutch
You know how it comes with us, quit playing, boy, and leave it up (And stuck)

And I can't fake it
See, see, there's a difference in real life and entertainment, boy, you must have me mistaken, huh?
I see the news and I can't blame 'em
Keep sharing them locations and you'll see it won't be hard to make you famous
Anything I want, I'm taking, you can call that giving game
Say I influence the youth, well, I guess that comes with fame
See us flashing all these chains, making paper off our pain
And maybe one day, you'll be able to do the same

I'm with the gang and both my wrists flooded, I can't let 'em see my hand
Now I'm making rubber bands, stressing 'bout no other man
Flashing that shit for the 'Gram, flexing for the internet
I ain't with that tough talk, they know we get into that
Marching for a purpose, they know that, where at, he lurking
Shopping for a glizzy, I ain't tryna buy a Birkin
Titties shaking on this big old drum when they see me clutch
You know how it comes with us, quit playing, boy, and leave it up (And stuck)


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