Rank Up (Bonus Track)
Lyrics
I got rank
I got rank
I got rank
I got rank
Town be where I lay
Never disrespect it
Spirit all up on me like a reverend
That mean the favor on me
Get the message
Please do not disturb
I'm counting blessings
Bag on a bag on
I talk to God I got stock
He told me re-up the town
He told me bless up the block
Fresh whites that's too clean
You know me I like em filthy
Gold link witta a rolly
See me shinin from the nosebleeds
Was what it was is what it is
Flippin the switch wave on 10
Drip to a flood
Witta flick of the wrist
I got rank
I got rank
I got rank
I got rank
Things change
People too
It's all the same
Run me the loot
Talking that talk
You get the boot
Dora the explorer
When I'm in the booth
I got rank
I got rank
I got rank
I got rank
I got rank
You can take that to the bank
Is what it is but it ain't
Wanna get down but you can't
I got rank
A blind man can see how I'm shining
I did it all in his timing
Gods hands Gods hands
Gods plan Gods plan
Writer(s): Nelson McMillan
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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