I'm Up

[Refrain] My cup the devil, brand-new bezel (Wheezy outta here) Plain jane, I feel special Fuck officials, finish steppin' I know that's gon' make it better These niggas just talk like killers All-out war with my hitters I think somethin', we step on shit It's all about what I figure [Verse 1] I ain't take nothin' off, 'fore I take somethin' back, I'ma put one in When that drank came in, my cup turned darker then my lens Who gon' protect me? I'm the protector of all my friends How the fuck you with me? You playin' detective, you ain't my twin I'ma flood you a bag soon as that pack get dropped right in Wanna take that Bentley back because that GT ain't the same [Chorus] We miss, gon' double back to make sure bro blow out the brain I don't want you neither or your friend, y'all don't understand the pain Of the life of a slime, mind on the grind, I can't waste my time 'Cause now I'm up and they know it Ain't gotta picture me rollin' 'Cause when they see me, it's on me It could turn out bad or turn out good But I'm still thuggin', throwin' up my hood [Verse 2] And whenever that we meet, we gon' slide them Leave homicide to find them Still ain't got my mind made up Mask up before we blind him Keep actin' like he five and I'm gon' dime him Ten after ten, must I remind him? Who gon' supply me? I'm the supplier of all my friends With you to the end, who gon' have my back when I'm locked in the pen'? He was on that cocky shit, I already had one cocked in Devil inside my cup, I let that drink become my friend [Refrain] My cup the devil, brand-new bezel Plain jane, I feel special Fuck officials, finish steppin' I know that's gon' make it better These niggas just talk like killers All-out war with my hitters I think somethin', we step on shit It's all about what I figure [Chorus] We miss, gon' double back to make sure bro blow out the brain I don't want you neither or your friend, y'all don't understand the pain Of the life of a slime, mind on the grind, I can't waste my time 'Cause now I'm up and they know it Ain't gotta picture me rollin' 'Cause when they see me, it's on me It could turn out bad or turn out good But I'm still thuggin', throwin' up my hood [Outro] And whenever that we meet, we gon' slide them Mask up before we blind him