Uprising
Lyrics
I've seen a lot of things
That make you wanna cry
Can't stand it when these
Pussies say that they wanna die
Too quick to give up like a bitch
Ain't down to ride
Suicide running through my
Mofuckin daddy's mind
What you know bout bein broke
Tryna make a lil life from a joke
Must us from the bottom quiet til we know
Bitches ain't shit but a trick that how it go
Life can be hoe but I'm feeling like my best tho
Gonna get my fucking mula bitch
Im hungry baby suck it up like Hoover bitch
Tell me who's yo daddy when I get a fuckin hit
Swear Ima get a grammy jus acknowledge it
Can't fuck with that goofy n that clowning shit
Bitches gon hate don't need apologies
Look up to the stars baby fuck astrology
Ima capricorn honey fuck yo cancer bitch
You know I'm living it
We know these bitches hoes Jus like counterfeit
Now you crying baby boy like who the is it
You should've known baby girl Finna hit lick
Now you lost yo damn heart n lost yo shit
What you know about it huh
What you know about it huh
I've been running up a bag tryna get it up bruh
Money be pussy nah ugh get around for it cuz
Getting to the top just gotta be a must
Bad bitch on my side know she ride
Stayin up Im sticking up on my fucking grind
Better put some glasses on cuz I got that shine
This Some shit I manifested homie when I was 9
Ima get it good I get it right you know how it go
Baby girl stop I don't want it fast I want it slow
She been tweaking since she had her last line of her shnow
Influencing bitches homie since I was four
Now I'm with my slimes ye we talk that slang
You know how we hang
Popping bottles smoking weed baby that's our thang
Linking up wit shorty then she say I like how you came
She say I'm too cute baby n I wish you were my main
But I can't be chilling to long baby gotta cut
Sticking on my damn hustle honey I can't get enough
Walking through a storm yes Ima trust my gut
When push comes to shove ye I don't need yo lust
Might roll around off the 2 litre
Just to say that I did it that's how you living
Why you running people shit when you ain't broke
He be saying he really want all the smoke
So I keep an eye on the damn scope
He gon be gone before age twenty four
Watching lil homie ye like an old folk
There one thing that I truly really know is
Ima Ima get my fucking mula bitch
Im hungry baby suck it up like Hoover bitch
Tell me who's yo daddy when I get a fuckin hit
Swear Ima get a Grammy jus acknowledge it
Can't fuck with that goofy n that clowning shit
Bitches gon hate don't need apologies
Look up to the stars baby fuck astrology
Ima Capricorn honey fuck yo cancer bitch
You know I'm living it
I've seen a lot of things
That make you wanna cry
Can't stand it when these
Pussies say that they wanna die
Too quick to give up like a bitch
Ain't down to ride
Suicide running through my
Mofuckin daddy's mind
What you know bout bein broke
Tryna make a lil life from a joke
Must us from the bottom quiet til we know
Bitches ain't shit but a trick that how it go
Life can be hoe but I'm feeling like my best tho
Gonna get my fucking mula bitch
Im hungry baby suck it up like Hoover bitch
Tell me who's yo daddy when I get a fuckin hit
Swear Ima get a grammy jus acknowledge it
Can't fuck with that goofy n that clowning shit
Bitches gon hate don't need apologies
Look up to the stars baby fuck astrology
Ima capricorn honey fuck yo cancer bitch
You know I'm living it
We know these bitches hoes Jus like counterfeit
Now you crying baby boy like who the is it
You should've known baby girl Finna hit lick
Now you lost yo damn heart n lost yo shit
What you know about it huh
What you know about it huh
I've been running up a bag tryna get it up bruh
Money be pussy nah ugh get around for it cuz
Getting to the top just gotta be a must
Bad bitch on my side know she ride
Stayin up Im sticking up on my fucking grind
Better put some glasses on cuz I got that shine
This Some shit I manifested homie when I was 9
Ima get it good I get it right you know how it go
Baby girl stop I don't want it fast I want it slow
She been tweaking since she had her last line of her shnow
Influencing bitches homie since I was four
Now I'm with my slimes ye we talk that slang
You know how we hang
Popping bottles smoking weed baby that's our thang
Linking up wit shorty then she say I like how you came
She say I'm too cute baby n I wish you were my main
But I can't be chilling to long baby gotta cut
Sticking on my damn hustle honey I can't get enough
Walking through a storm yes Ima trust my gut
When push comes to shove ye I don't need yo lust
Might roll around off the 2 litre
Just to say that I did it that's how you living
Why you running people shit when you ain't broke
He be saying he really want all the smoke
So I keep an eye on the damn scope
He gon be gone before age twenty four
Watching lil homie ye like an old folk
There one thing that I truly really know is
Ima Ima get my fucking mula bitch
Im hungry baby suck it up like Hoover bitch
Tell me who's yo daddy when I get a fuckin hit
Swear Ima get a Grammy jus acknowledge it
Can't fuck with that goofy n that clowning shit
Bitches gon hate don't need apologies
Look up to the stars baby fuck astrology
Ima Capricorn honey fuck yo cancer bitch
You know I'm living it
Writer(s): Ethan Waymen
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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