Up

I'm up, up, up, up, up, up, up Up I'm ready, pockets getting heaving, I can't keep my vision steady It's just up, up, up, I'm ready, parade they throw confetti That's hard work, I'm always sweaty going up Lemme get a sip of that cup, I'm tryna act up, I'm always in tuck I been tryna be the next up, since I was like 9 in the back of that bus All these people tryna flex up, whole squad act sus, while they tryna act tough T-Shawn hitting refs up, why you poke your chest up I ain't afraid to check up People always wana say why, but they never take to time to try to get to know us Us, us, us yeah wasup I had to carve out my trust, some people that dipped, had me here in disgust Aye, what what Gimmie a beat and it's bout to combust, hop on my song, and they say it's unjust All of this talking, but never discuss, Shawnie be spiting, but never did cuss They said I wouldn't make it, but now that they hushed I went to they show, and the whole thing was shushed, I never look back, but I Gota Look Up Up, Up, I'm ready, pockets getting heaving, I can't keep my vision steady It's just up, up, up, I'm ready, parade they throw confetti That's hard work, I'm always sweaty going up