Pour Up (Interlude)

Yeaaa, Yeaaa Yeaaa, Yeaaa Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea One sip, two hits, three flicks That's just how it is One sip, two hits, three flicks I do it all again One sip, two hits, three flicks That's just how it is One sip, two hits, three flicks I do it all again Faded on the side, we we're seeing someone I was dating on the side, I was seeing double Then she found out, I'm in a sea of trouble Sanchez with the ball, one yard then a fumble Popping rocks, you can hear the crunch crackle Pouring up mud and Jim Bean apple Pour one up if you've ever had a struggle Or pour one out if you ain't in the huddle (Uh Huh) (Uh) (Yea) (It's True One Time) I been gone for some time now Tryna clear my mind now The feeling's so blind now Got me feeling so tied down We tryna make plans in this motherfucker All you do is pop xans in this motherfucker I'm just tryna reconnect in this motherfucker Make you feel so blessed in this motherfucker Gotta chase the bag and make yourself a living, brotha' Gotta get the bag and give back to my only mother Said you'd be by my side but you never was Got me hotboxing the ride and pouring up the mud