UP, Pt. 2
Lyrics
Yeah yeah
Just trying to let the smoke clear
This for the ones who been forgotten
This for the ones who have problems with drugs
This for the kid inside of your room who feels all alone with no one to love
Just smoke in the air and gas in your lungs
Sprite in the freezer and mud in your cup
Pain in your voice, hate in your eyes
But they come to you when things looking up
This for the ones who been forgotten
This for the ones who have problems with drugs
This for the kid inside of your room who feels all alone with no one to love
Just smoke in the air and gas in your lungs
Sprite in the freezer and mud in your cup
Pain in your voice, hate in your eyes
But they come to you when things looking up
Things looking up, guess they do change
Smoking the dope inside of the range
Gripping the pole I’m letting ring
Inside of the club we making it rain
Pouring out shots to ease up the pain
Walked through the storm I weathered the rain
Pain in my voice, hate in my eyes
The ones that I love, family ties
The ones that I hurt I’m bad at goodbyes
Please just forgive me just one more time
I’m almost there just give it time
I swear on my life this shit ain't right
Just want to eat and make everything right
Lord, please forgive me just one more time
This for the ones who been forgotten
This for the ones who have problems with drugs
This for the kid inside of your room who feels all alone with no one to love
Just smoke in the air and gas in your lungs
Sprite in the freezer and mud in your cup
Pain in your voice, hate in your eyes
But they come to you when things looking up
This for the ones who been forgotten
This for the ones who have problems with drugs
This for the kid inside of your room who feels all alone with no one to love
Just smoke in the air and gas in your lungs
Sprite in the freezer and mud in your cup
Pain in your voice, hate in your eyes
But they come to you when things looking up
Why yo eyes like that?
Well this that Morrison vision
If it wasn’t for all this rapping I’d be dead or in prison
And that’s the truth momma, I just got to spit how I live it
It’s like a movie momma playing out the way I envisioned
And I was on my way to class but stopped push the prescriptions
So I'm just focused on the cash told not to trust none them bitches
If I ever go to prison, it’s gon' be a life sentence
Because it’s me against the world I’m just a product of living
If I sound ungrateful Lord I’m sorry please just forgive me
I swear I’m trying to seize the moment but this cup full of henny
So it got me talking crazy, tell em' pussies to tempt me
And I ain’t never gon' stop grinding til' I buy Havs a Bentley
So just remember
This for the ones who been forgotten
This for the ones who have problems with drugs
This for the kid inside of your room who feels all alone with no one to love
Just smoke in the air and gas in your lungs
Sprite in the freezer and mud in your cup
Pain in your voice, hate in your eyes
But they come to you when things looking up
This for the ones who been forgotten
This for the ones who have problems with drugs
This for the kid inside of your room who feels all alone with no one to love
Just smoke in the air and gas in your lungs
Sprite in the freezer and mud in your cup
Pain in your voice, hate in your eyes
But they come to you when things looking up
Yeah yeah
Just trying to let the smoke clear
This for the ones who been forgotten
This for the ones who have problems with drugs
This for the kid inside of your room who feels all alone with no one to love
Just smoke in the air and gas in your lungs
Sprite in the freezer and mud in your cup
Pain in your voice, hate in your eyes
But they come to you when things looking up
This for the ones who been forgotten
This for the ones who have problems with drugs
This for the kid inside of your room who feels all alone with no one to love
Just smoke in the air and gas in your lungs
Sprite in the freezer and mud in your cup
Pain in your voice, hate in your eyes
But they come to you when things looking up
Things looking up, guess they do change
Smoking the dope inside of the range
Gripping the pole I’m letting ring
Inside of the club we making it rain
Pouring out shots to ease up the pain
Walked through the storm I weathered the rain
Pain in my voice, hate in my eyes
The ones that I love, family ties
The ones that I hurt I’m bad at goodbyes
Please just forgive me just one more time
I’m almost there just give it time
I swear on my life this shit ain't right
Just want to eat and make everything right
Lord, please forgive me just one more time
This for the ones who been forgotten
This for the ones who have problems with drugs
This for the kid inside of your room who feels all alone with no one to love
Just smoke in the air and gas in your lungs
Sprite in the freezer and mud in your cup
Pain in your voice, hate in your eyes
But they come to you when things looking up
This for the ones who been forgotten
This for the ones who have problems with drugs
This for the kid inside of your room who feels all alone with no one to love
Just smoke in the air and gas in your lungs
Sprite in the freezer and mud in your cup
Pain in your voice, hate in your eyes
But they come to you when things looking up
Why yo eyes like that?
Well this that Morrison vision
If it wasn’t for all this rapping I’d be dead or in prison
And that’s the truth momma, I just got to spit how I live it
It’s like a movie momma playing out the way I envisioned
And I was on my way to class but stopped push the prescriptions
So I'm just focused on the cash told not to trust none them bitches
If I ever go to prison, it’s gon' be a life sentence
Because it’s me against the world I’m just a product of living
If I sound ungrateful Lord I’m sorry please just forgive me
I swear I’m trying to seize the moment but this cup full of henny
So it got me talking crazy, tell em' pussies to tempt me
And I ain’t never gon' stop grinding til' I buy Havs a Bentley
So just remember
This for the ones who been forgotten
This for the ones who have problems with drugs
This for the kid inside of your room who feels all alone with no one to love
Just smoke in the air and gas in your lungs
Sprite in the freezer and mud in your cup
Pain in your voice, hate in your eyes
But they come to you when things looking up
This for the ones who been forgotten
This for the ones who have problems with drugs
This for the kid inside of your room who feels all alone with no one to love
Just smoke in the air and gas in your lungs
Sprite in the freezer and mud in your cup
Pain in your voice, hate in your eyes
But they come to you when things looking up
Writer(s): Jeremiah De La Rosa
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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