Ups

Intro:

(Sounds of the Sir)

Ey

Here yea

Know what I'm saying bro

Sky

Verse 1:

I don't make songs for the dorks and the dweebs

I don't want work if you talk with police

You ain't gotta care if my man's a snitch but where I come from that's important to me

Brudda you ain't better than Scorch in your dreams

I will spin an MC when I talk in my sleep

Ain't on my level bout Scorch can't compete

Tell a man catch up my talk of the street

Man know me for comebacks

Man know me for doing things that you regret and then run back

Everything compact

Ever boy ever man contact

Bare tekkez we're on that

They're on the net, we ain't on that

Can't be on there hearing bare strong chat

Manna inside on the laptop chatting about man are outside we ain't on that

Fuck sake

Everyday I get cussed by a cupcake

You man must find it some kind of fun game

Going on weird 'for I stuck in a one lane

Better than who brudda come again

Yea one again get spun again

Him spun again everything get done again

Big hurricane get boy der another name

Every ting got fun again

Verse 2:

I show man how to stand for something

I buss mic I don't make plans or nothing

Big ups sincere mans actions cuzzin

Show man about music and had the hustle

I weren't thinking big enough

Like I ain't did enough

Stuck in my own way like I don't give a fuck

Riding a mic come in like riding a bike how I dissapear come back I just pick it up

I was born to do this

Freestyle better than all your music

I don't care if a mans balling stupid

I don't want work with a poor producer

Life thorugh me weed that's shakey charges

I can't make songs with a snakey artist

You don't see man cutting shapes in parties

Same way it's all part of the game regardless

Chorus:

Brudda ups and the downs

Downs and the ups

Doing road part time counting my luck

I ain't one of these bruddas out in the clubs

I been in a bludclart mic room for months

Brudda who you tryna confuse

Like man a dunst

I went out on big darg yea my mans a pup

Must have done too many nights in the pub

On the other side I'm providing the grub

Verse 3 (Giggs):

I've saved this portion for later

That's all for today

I think take it easy I'm more get away

These pricks couldn't lay no salt on my name

It's Friday and I'm on my fourth aeroplane

This stress could have been misled

I've been risky assessed I've been piss tested

And this little niggas a dickhead

I get big big bread and rake big cheques in

You caught a lie bro (trust me)

You know and I know (trust me)

We got you.. (they know)

Hollow the psycho (shees)

Shaped like a lightbulb (contagious)

Straight impetigo

I'm gonna get her tonight thoiugh

See how tonight goes

Stamp in the law when we come through the door

They should, champion me more

They can't ingore this entrepeneur

I'm in the future phant making more

Childish, Mr mature

Had to lock that, just to be sure

We all get the same 24

Told you before that this all could be yours

Mr Couture

Rap connisour

Splash holy water just keep it pure

Straight down the line jump back down the score

It's a bit like Bruce Willis and Demi Moore

Expensive, mindful, mixed with demure

Wet pussy make kids buss premature

It's that smooth upstream with a boat with an oar

Got too close and got broke with a bore

Splash off that border like Mortal Kombat

I'm back like I'm Goro

I'm in the slums I'm selling black like an oreo

I'm in a switch like a Frank with Euro

Pissed if we light up blicks in the air

How comes you're here you was just over there

Bitch had you lined up big premiere

Sampson Delilah trimed off your hair

Don't wanna hear about what's his face

And fuck all the niggas in what's it's space

Ran out of gal got 3 bad tings I dunno if I got enough mattress space

24 hours I'm watching place

So don't ever think you can watch this plate

I'll boss it all across UK

You're just witnessing the top display

Chorus:

Ups and the downs

Downs and the ups

Doing road part time counting my luck

I ain't one of these bruddas out in the clubs

I been in a bludclart mic room for months

Brudda who you tryna confuse

Like man a dunst

I went out on big darg yea my mans a pup

Must have done too many nights in the pub

On the other side I'm providing the grub