Way Up

Put in the work, I don't gotta count on love Hard times don't define me, pressure make diamonds Respect a due, just fine don't care for love Got it straight out the mud, they never thought that I could Now I'm way up I done made my way up Boss dog status now I'm way up 64 floors, I'm way up My competition looking way up Early 2000 it was public housing Only trap was the one tryna catch the mouses Just browsing, mid-towning School shopping at Lane Bryant With my Walkman on, banging Triumph, wu shit Had my crew lit, Mack figured out to get cream We had to do shit, first gun Loaded 4-5, time to shoot shit The blueprint was find a block that's moving, then loot it Against my better judgment I began hustling Made my first hundred, got rambunctious Found me a corner and chose to stand on it I was hella exposed, let me expand on it Small packages stamped, with a brand was hand to hand on it Stacked up a couple of grand and put my mans on it Couple bids, few dead bodies, we never planned on it Plan was get our way to the top, and I'ma stand on it Put in the work, I don't gotta count on love Hard times don't define me, pressure make diamonds Respect a due just fine don't care for love Got it straight out the mud, they never thought that I could Now I'm way up, I done made my way up Boss don status, now I'm way up 64 floors, now I'm way up My competition looking way up Got my weight up, which brought the hate up Shit, I just stay down and tell them stay up This living life thing is such a layup You boys getting laid off and taking pay cuts I four, five, six and tell them pay up And spark a big spliff, upon the wake up Man I'm not looking down, I'm on the way up In this elevator, Tom Ford freshly tailored But it's hard work and persistence and ambition It's a wicked side of this business Gotta have a eye on your feelings Don't be slipping cause of the bitches And lose ties with your niggas cause of financial dealings You know niggas from the hood, they play victim When they get involved with the system They be like, come on son, I know you got it You do it cause if you don't, he gon' send somebody to rob it Put in the work, I don't gotta count on love Hard times don't define me Pressure make diamonds Respect a due, just fine don't care for love Got it straight out the mud, they never thought that I could Now I'm way up, I done made my way up Boss Don status, now I'm way up 64 floors, now I'm way up My competition looking way up