Talito - The Re-Up Lyrics

Alright kid, keep the jab in his face
Keep sticking and moving
Once he commits, you land the combination
And get out of there
You got this one!
Ding Ding
I want peace in all of the land but not no world peace
Ron Artest if I hit a fan it might just sell seats
Ron Artest I done hit a fan was going real deep
But I don't trust nobody nigga philly shell d
I'm on 10 jabbin' and weavin' when the bell ring
Drive through to heaven overly packed and they don't sell wings
Niggas that's broke is so optimistic to what hell brings
Niggas that's woke is contradictive tryna sell dreams
I don't be on it i'm cruising
Nina with me I don't need friends ride with the shooter
They say it's lonely at the top but when you at the bottom
People only wanna kick it if you say you got em'
I guess I got trust issues
the type of shit that make ya blood cripple, the love in you
But I don't feel it family say I'm acting different
I been hurt too many times I need a minute
Give me a minute
I been grinding so hard need a breather
Little island vacay with my feet up
Bring that hollywood strain that sativa
Come and holla at the boy for the re-up
I been fire so long got a fever
Putting numbers on the board like a beeper
Say she want that old thang I believe her
Come and holla at ya boy for the re-up
The Re-up, The Re-up
Come and holla at ya boy for the re-up
The Re-up, The Re-up
Come and holla at ya boy for the re-up
No coming back all he left us was his twitter log
Family ain't eating now they drowning in that bitter fog
Better take ya best shot, before you hit the next stop
Highway to heaven at the rest stop, real shit
You gotta give all that you got while you still breathin'
Too many players not on the roster the next season
One life to live I was only tryna get the shoes
Just to get the women yo my nigga what you tryna prove
Can't have it all gotta figure what you tryna lose
Fighting for success you gotta find out what it is to you
Bobbin' and weavin' like Iron Mike
Super star look up in the sky I'm O'Ryan height
Got the belt with check hook, that's the chorus and the checkbook
Dollar and a dream take the drive like I'm Westbrook
Boy I do it major, I don't page her she a text books
Wonder why I'm leavin' so she acting like she greivin'
Did you wrong, you did me wrong thought we was even
We been here too long girl what's the reason
If it was meant to be then it would be don't tell me to keep believin'
Then promote my back up the next season, damn
I guess I got trust issues
The type of shit that make ya blood cripple, the love in you
But I don't feel it, family say I'm acting different
I been hurt too many times I need a minute, give me a minute
I been grinding so hard need a breather
Little island vacay with my feet up
Bring that hollywood strain that sativa
Come and holla at the boy for the re-up
I been fire so long got a fever
Putting numbers on the board like a beeper
Say she want that old thang I believe her
Come and holla at ya boy for the re-up
The Re-up, The Re-up
Come and holla at ya boy for the re-up
The Re-up, The Re-up
Come and holla at ya boy for the re-up
Used to slide through hit it all night long
Silhouette challenge with the strobe lights on
Take ya shoes off make it feel like home
Pose for the gram get ya still life on
Yea this the re-up, the re-up
It's been a long day kick ya feet up, ya feet up
Wondering if you gone ever free up, to meet up
But you already left me on read once, you see love
It's lust

Alright kid, keep the jab in his face
Keep sticking and moving
Once he commits, you land the combination
And get out of there
You got this one!
Ding Ding
I want peace in all of the land but not no world peace
Ron Artest if I hit a fan it might just sell seats
Ron Artest I done hit a fan was going real deep
But I don't trust nobody nigga philly shell d
I'm on 10 jabbin' and weavin' when the bell ring
Drive through to heaven overly packed and they don't sell wings
Niggas that's broke is so optimistic to what hell brings
Niggas that's woke is contradictive tryna sell dreams
I don't be on it i'm cruising
Nina with me I don't need friends ride with the shooter
They say it's lonely at the top but when you at the bottom
People only wanna kick it if you say you got em'
I guess I got trust issues
the type of shit that make ya blood cripple, the love in you
But I don't feel it family say I'm acting different
I been hurt too many times I need a minute
Give me a minute
I been grinding so hard need a breather
Little island vacay with my feet up
Bring that hollywood strain that sativa
Come and holla at the boy for the re-up
I been fire so long got a fever
Putting numbers on the board like a beeper
Say she want that old thang I believe her
Come and holla at ya boy for the re-up
The Re-up, The Re-up
Come and holla at ya boy for the re-up
The Re-up, The Re-up
Come and holla at ya boy for the re-up
No coming back all he left us was his twitter log
Family ain't eating now they drowning in that bitter fog
Better take ya best shot, before you hit the next stop
Highway to heaven at the rest stop, real shit
You gotta give all that you got while you still breathin'
Too many players not on the roster the next season
One life to live I was only tryna get the shoes
Just to get the women yo my nigga what you tryna prove
Can't have it all gotta figure what you tryna lose
Fighting for success you gotta find out what it is to you
Bobbin' and weavin' like Iron Mike
Super star look up in the sky I'm O'Ryan height
Got the belt with check hook, that's the chorus and the checkbook
Dollar and a dream take the drive like I'm Westbrook
Boy I do it major, I don't page her she a text books
Wonder why I'm leavin' so she acting like she greivin'
Did you wrong, you did me wrong thought we was even
We been here too long girl what's the reason
If it was meant to be then it would be don't tell me to keep believin'
Then promote my back up the next season, damn
I guess I got trust issues
The type of shit that make ya blood cripple, the love in you
But I don't feel it, family say I'm acting different
I been hurt too many times I need a minute, give me a minute
I been grinding so hard need a breather
Little island vacay with my feet up
Bring that hollywood strain that sativa
Come and holla at the boy for the re-up
I been fire so long got a fever
Putting numbers on the board like a beeper
Say she want that old thang I believe her
Come and holla at ya boy for the re-up
The Re-up, The Re-up
Come and holla at ya boy for the re-up
The Re-up, The Re-up
Come and holla at ya boy for the re-up
Used to slide through hit it all night long
Silhouette challenge with the strobe lights on
Take ya shoes off make it feel like home
Pose for the gram get ya still life on
Yea this the re-up, the re-up
It's been a long day kick ya feet up, ya feet up
Wondering if you gone ever free up, to meet up
But you already left me on read once, you see love
It's lust