Way Up

[Verse 1] Bitch I took it to the west coast, woah Got a crib, got lit and its still not shit I'm not easily impressed no, uh I'm tryna live like this till the day I'm [?] So I'm spinning out the strop rope, yeah So will it kills y'all? Feel a type of weight Then you better learn to let go, let go Y'all wanna talk shit then your hate get's split Been a lotta long nights, lotta long days Doing it the long way, back up in the hallways And people hated all day, all day Tryna crash me, burn me, thinking they'd hurt me I've been feeling I'll stay I'm [?], I've fucked it, I'm buzzing, I'm coming so quick I'm forgetting all y'all's names Y'all stain looking small brain When my fade is looking all great, woah [Chorus] I swear I'm way up I don't do small talk or conversations I've been grinding years I'm out of patience I know this the year I'm 'bout to take it Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 2] Ain't nobody know the shit that I've been through Tryna make it happen all by myself When there's no-one believing up in you When nobody tryna lend you no help You better find [?] to look into Find that purpose, working your wealth And it'll put that passion, lack, back in you And it never come from nobody else Man its safe from myself It was never 'bout me Its the fans and the fam tryna set em all free Hoping be come the people their destine to be Cause the way the worlds living is honestly weak People are living a life when they peak at a young age And the rest of its bleak [?] That shit will set me off I'm gonna freak I've been tryna work for the shit that they need, I swear [Pre-Chorus] My mom deserve a whip, yeah Dad deserve a crib They ain't got to trip They'll get all of it, yeah My Sis deserve a grip [?] Brother gets a quip [?] [?] will never slip Got homie's tryna quit on they jobs and shit So I'm steady focusing Tryna find myself an opening My mom deserve a whip, yeah Dad deserve a crib They ain't got to trip They'll get all of it, yeah My Sis deserve a grip [?] Brother gets a quip [?] [?] will never slip Got homie's tryna quit on they jobs and shit So I'm steady focusing Tryna find myself an opening [Chorus] I swear I'm way up I don't do small talk or conversations I've been grinding years I'm out of patience I know this the year I'm 'bout to take it Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah