[Intro]
2Up
We 2Up
2Up
We 2Up
I swear we 2Up
We 2Up
I swear we 2Up
No
[Hook]
Staring at my watch, lookin' at this time
Focused on that paper, got this money on my mind
I'm just ridin' shotgun, see the phone recline
Focused on these b**hes, should be focused on my rhymes
Cause I never have time, I ain't got time
Man I never have time, listen I ain't got time
Should be focused on this money, hand makin' these rhymes
But as far I have these hoes, listen I ain't got time
[Verse 1]
Used to be that same n***a, now sh** don' changed up
ShaqIsDope, ShaqIsDope, motherf**as now know my name bruh
I'm who them people came for, look at me, I'm fly as sh**
Look twice, look twice, you might think that I'm flyin' b**h
Dressed down in designer sh**, LH on my belt n***a
They ask me who I'm feelin' I say "I'm feelin' myself n***a"
Somethin' I can't help, that's the way these hoes made me
Don't get all the credit cause they ain't the ones that pay me
Gettin' money, don't stop that, [?] ask where the rock at
n***as takin' shots, I'll pop back
Don't need a clip, so please no-no-no-no don't ask where the Glock at
Put a trigger on the verse then I co*k back, 2Up in the cup, where the block at
Damn my old steeze, gon' mock that, the new style to the game, I rock that
Can I get that tunnel vision on the paper but I still see a ho
So I just smash 'em once and pa** 'em to my older bro
Got a 'lil name now, that's the way it's supposed to go
Summertime, learned my lesson, hey, never cuffin', no
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
They tellin' me to come over, it's so damn temptin'
Hittin' me up on my Twitter, all up in my mentions
Motherf**a I'm the sh**, in case you was wonderin' what that stench is
Stuntin' on them hoes, damn-damn right I'm flexin', okay
Bad chick named Rosana, hella fly she pampered
Say she just wanna f**, I love a chick with no manners
Yellin' "Soy tu papi", I totally understand ya
But whatever we do make sure it don't end up on camera
It's like, it's like-it's like, they got, some type of hold on me
Grabbin' me away from this rap sh**, they won't let go of me
Takin' all control of me, I swear it's time to lease 'em
Dick 'em down once and it still won't please 'em
Run and tell 'em I'm gone, yeah a n***a leavin'
Cause I ain't cuffin' nothin', I don't care about no season
They asked him what's the reason, this chick I used to mess with
Knew I was the man, you knew I was the best b**h
[Hook]