Act'n Up

[Intro: Young M.A] Oh shit Now I'm acting up Now I'm acting up Gotta let me in Now I'm acting up M.A [Chorus: Young M.A] Now I'm acting up I'm here now Tell em pack it up I got the act up They try to act up I'm tooled up Tell em back up Hit the club Through a rack up (x2) Now I'm acting up Now, it's time to act up Oh, now I'm acting up Now I'm acting up (x4) Now I'm acting up [Verse 1: Young M.A] Told motherfuckers, Ima make it Been about 10 years I been waiting I swear these new niggas overrated Who am I? I'm history in the making I'm just grinding cause I'm here to make the bacon And if it's hard for me to make it Ima take it Ima load up that 7 .45 And if a nigga disrespect They gotta die I ain't scared to look a nigga in his eye And you will never see fear inside of mines I got an I don't give a fuck mental And if that pussy running up Man down Tell these labels come fuck with the girl But these niggas can't fuck with the girl And you know, I keep the Paingang with me And you know, they turn up for the girl All these women wanna fuck with the girl And for a buck, she a slut for the girl But if she ain't tryna get a head up She gotta go cause thats a must for the girl Hold on, Ima be an issue I'm about to make these hating niggas life miserable I hope you comprehend I hope its getting through Cause what I'm finna do is piss' em off n shitten too [Chorus: Young M.A] [Verse 2: Young M.A] I drank the whole Henny bottle Now I'm bangin' And this bitch I got with me is a 10 Brownskin, pretty thing, kinda thick But for some odd reason I keep looking at her friend (Oh, I'm acting up) Boy I came here to win So why the fuck you niggas came here again? Cause you ain't doing what you speaking You ain't speaking what you doing You talk loud But your money on mute I been getting money Nigga this ain't nothing new All I do is get money Cause ain't nothing else to do Fuck you worried about me for? Worry about you I don't even know you niggas I don't even have a clue Who the fuck you niggas is Or what the fuck you niggas do So you can't judge me Unless you walking in my shoes So back pack For I click clack Make you snooze And have all you hating ass niggas on the news [Chorus: Young M.A]