Back Up

Look up I Give them something they can't touch Pride Got directions in my clutch I Grip the wheel like a ride I'm Thankful that I'm still alive Feel Like I'll never fucking die I Will never fall down again You Can pick yourself back up Just let me know if you ever need a hand Whole posse in the crib, bout to fly to the whip Got my face mask on, still ain't trying to get sick, now I'm Swerving Not on Purpose So tired Heard a voice Look up Just look at me now, you'd be big proud And now they want to listen to me Where were they when I was on my knees Talking some shit, sipping that tea Now what's the tea Could put them on Know what they want I'll lead them on Just to have fun Saying I'm the one I'll put a hundred bands in my chest I say that shit with my chest Look up I Give them something they can't touch Pride Got directions in my clutch I Grip the wheel like a ride I'm Thankful that I'm still alive Feel Like I'll never fucking die I Will never fall down again You Can pick yourself back up Just let me know if you ever need a hand It's traumatic They ask what's on my wrist in hopes for Patek I'm flattered, but those questions always causing static They in it for the Fendi or the Gucci logo pattern And since when, do I look like a fucking latter To success so you can cut the chitter-chatter And why you laughing at my words, none of it's satire Sadly And if you're pissing on my name, why don't you empty out your bladder I'd rather all cards on the table I'd rather learn if I'm able About all the things that you're on And why I let it get to me Cause a couple years ago that shit was almost the death of me Cause too many people need me And not enough people see me Look up I Give them something they can't touch Pride Got directions in my clutch I Grip the wheel like a ride I'm Thankful that I'm still alive Feel Like I'll never fucking die I Will never fall down again You Can pick yourself back up Just let me know if you ever need a hand