ACT UP

[Intro: Young Nudy]

(Hahahaha)

Hahahaha

I told you I was comin', Killer (Yeah, bitch)

I'm tellin' you, yeah

I told you, yeah, I told you

I knew I told you

I heard about you, I'm tellin' you

[Verse 1: Killer Mike]

Let your worth ethic determine your worth

All for the family, the money come first

Blue Flame on a Sunday, it's rainin' in church

Can't see my dawgs, threw my dick in the dirt

Hope for the best and prepare for the worst

Rather die free than be locked up and burnt

Smell like a chick, I look wealthy in person

Been 'bout my bag, bitch, I'm back in my Birkin

Top dawg, can't let go this shit, I got lockjaw

They say real back in style, yeah, that's my fault

If my name in they mouth, then it's G.O.A.T. talk

Got to get back to work, ain't no days off

Gave my normalcy up, that's what fame costs

Any opp on my list, scratch his name off

Make ten million, that's for every slave bought

Blacked out Range, I'm swervin'

Devil red guts, bloody murder

Rebel with a cause, Nat Turner

Boss up, still a hard worker

Pink lemonade doin' numbers, ask Burna, yeah

Jaw like a lock, I'm humble, uh

No progress without struggle, uh

I'm the next Herman J. Russell, uh

You lookin' like food in the jungle

[Bridge: Killer Mike]

Quiet and kept, we make all the noise

Off the curb with the ATL Waterboyz

Play with them, not with us, we got all the toys

Can't tap in, they not valid, they null and void

This a hit, Barry Bonds, I'm on steroids

Feds is watchin' for real, I'm not paranoid

Back to back, black on black, murdered out the foreign

These big rocks on my watch look like asteroids

[Chorus: Young Nudy]

I pull up in black truck (Black truck)

Everybody with me strapped up, boy, don't make us act up (Don't make us act up)

If you actin' like a actor, boy, I'm just gon' clap you (Clap him)

I don't hang with no type of actors, all my niggas 'bout action (Action)

[Verse 2: Young Nudy]

Light, camera, action (Action)

The stick just gon' get to blastin' (Baow)

This shit right here gon' get nasty (Nasty)

We gon' kill niggas, slump 'em in traffic (Slump 'em)

My dawg is really for real (Real)

They killin' this shit, this for real (For real)

We murderin' shit, nah, for real (Nah, for real)

Now twelve want us for real (For real, nigga)

See, the rest of y'all niggas, y'all pussy

Y'all niggas snitch, y'all niggas ain't real (Ain't real)

See, all my niggas, we with it (We with it)

Get in this shit, we know what it is (We know what it is)

We know what it is in the field (Field)

Ain't with that shit, it ain't real (Uh-uh)

'Cause you get in the room and squeel (And squeel)

You lil' pussy-ass-niggas for real, my dawg (Hold up), yeah

We gotta kill 'em all (We gotta kill 'em)

A hundred round stick, we fillin' 'em all (Fillin' 'em all)

We gotta kill 'em, dawg

We catch them slippin', we knockin' 'em off (We knockin' 'em off)

I don't care what it 'bout, don't care what it cost, we droppin' it off (Droppin' it off)

I don't care what it 'bout, we droppin' it off, we knockin' 'em off (Knockin' 'em off, yeah)

[Chorus: Young Nudy]

I pull up in black truck (Black truck)

Everybody with me strapped up, boy, don't make us act up (Don't make us act up)

If you actin' like a actor, boy, I'm just gon' clap you (Clap you)

I don't hang with no type of actors, all my niggas 'bout action (Action)

[Outro: Young Nudy]

All my niggas 'bout action

All my niggas 'bout action

Uh, I told you, uh, I told you

I knew I told you, yeah (Haha)