UPSNDOWNS

[Verse 1]

Hedo Türkoğlu how I work the magic

This ain't work, I'm just servin' practice

In my own lane, still they make me swerve the traffic

Write off papi how I swerve the taxes

Just came here to express like the A train

But if you wan' get local with the vocals

I'll come across from my garden and go postal

'Cause y'all mad famous for years and still broke, ooh

Y'all chase bills, I Bill Russelled the shit

Led myself to a chip, who coached you?

I see that pain in your eyes, who owns you?

Know you don't know me, but fam, do you know you?

My eyes burn from how I see it wеll

All them jewels just your vеrsion of a BBL

And dudes would rather die than to be themselves

[Chorus]

But I guess it's just the ups and downs of this shit

Barkeep, pour a couple rounds of this shit

Fake shit all back in style yet again

We gon' wait it out

[Verse 2]

Visions and fruitions

They kept me on the outskirts 'cause my intuition

Winnin' off the same shit I pitched 'em

Watchin' 'em strike out from a distance

Born and raised, Hell's Kitchen

In the beginning, those close, they'll miss it

Imported praise, had to go foreign to go local to go back to foreign now in London

They'll sing this

Them same pitches that they turned down got me feelin' home court where the pitch is

They'll get it

So well wishes to you bitches

'Cause through the ups and downs, I'm still in it, yeah

[Chorus]

Guess it's just the ups and downs of this shit

Barkeep, pour a couple rounds of this shit

Fake shit all back in style yet again

We gon' wait it out