Scotty ATL - Cloud IX (Go Up) lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Shout to Toomp, man

Anytime, yeah

(Verse)

Try to put a couple kay in my grill piece n' just smile on 'em

Bout time don’t follow these niggas trim ass wit the style on 'em

Too real fo' these rap &*(), in the street wyle homies

Keep the blood then tryna eat, stress situation, just pile on 'em

Fuck em all, let me share sum', got a fam to feed, I can’t play with it

Lotta niggas came in poppin', they fell off, but I stayed wid it

Gave a nigga real lemon man, I swear, made lemonade wid it

Nigga thought I was runnin' out, had the stupid Craig campaign wid it

(Pre-Hook)

Ballin' off & on

Niggas tired of that, niggas tryin' to be ballin' every day

Weed and lots to drink, crazy stupid high

Let the money float like a river do

Probly to the sky, smoke into the sky

(Hook x2)

I go up, I go up!

But I ain’t playin' wid it, I do my thing wid it

I go up, I go up

Take me high in the sky, let the pro'lem float away

(Verse 2)

Bu tol' me I was talkin' last night in my sleep 'bout the payback

All I remember, had a drop top Impala n' a Maybach

Wheels cost bout a fortune man, I'm the black version, Pat Sajak

Smokin' good at the Outkast concert, niggas bring the A back

Shawty thick like Cosmo, rollin' blunts like the rastaz

Took her back to mi casa, real nigga my roster

Non-believers do yo research, run the game till my feet hurt

R.I.P. to my lost ones, on my heart n' my tshirt

(Pre-Hook)

(Hook x2)