Can Okan - W'sup lyrics

(Hook) Motherf**er w'sup Motherf**er motherf**er w'sup I remember when you wasn't really showing no love Now how many motherf**ers all up on my nuts Motherf**er, motherf**er, motherf**er W'sup (Verse 1) Remember sittin' in the car with my bro Told me I should get a job before I end up broke And if I turned on my song then, you better bet he'd be turning it off Told me I should be more realistic, man the thought alone made me sick sh** always been the misfit don't get it twisted I'm only here from hard work alone Just listen to my first f**ing song and anyone can peep I'm not really meant to be here And when I leave here, I'm letting you know Man I'm letting ya know (Hook) Motherf**er w'sup Motherf**er motherf**er w'sup I remember when you wasn't really showing no love Now how many motherf**ers all up on my nuts Motherf**er, motherf**er, motherf**er W'sup (Verse 2) When you take things for granted The things that you're granted, get taken Understand what a young brother makin' 'for you hit the gram witch'ya 2 cent hatred I should be in bed right now, but I'm in my den with a pen till the AM Could be in the pen right now, but I made a mends to show my friends you could make it Let me say sh**, conversations don't mean a thing 'less you bringing elevation Now they want they're hands shaken Ha, ha, ha (Backing Vocals) Wsup my darlin' Wsup (oh) Wsup my darlin' Wsup (oh) (Hook) Motherf**er w'sup Motherf**er motherf**er w'sup I remember when you wasn't really showing no love Now how many motherf**ers all up on my nuts Motherf**er, motherf**er, motherf**er W'sup (Backing Vocals) Motherf**er W'sup Motherf**er W'sup Motherf**er W'sup Got Don all up in the cut Now we hollin' W'sup W'sup [Outro] Submarine flows homie sh** gets deep Can't believe these hoes and all the sh** they speak I keep my circle so tight it's getting harder to breach And my schedules so tight I'm getting harder to reach now At the moment I ain't no where I don't wanna be I shine bright through a pile of the wanna bee's Unless it's in bed I'll never let a b**h on top of me New world order, ordered chronologically These days there ain't much that y'all got on me I see you copied my style well that's a robbery I keep it live like I'm kickin' with anomaly b**hes they think they fly but really they're just economy We're way too hyped over stars, not astronomy Still motherf**' a b**h no misogyny Take a chance, no lottery Motherf**er man they're ain't no stopping me