Chef Byer - Re Up lyrics

I re up on Sunday and get it On Monday I get to the business On Tuesday I'm counting the balance Stash the money in a palace Wednesday all the mans stay In the middle of the damn way Just to make sure the money come Just to make sure to get paid Thursday she be calling Payroll at the mall spent Probably want me for some extra money Haters wanna see the devil on me Always gotta keep the bezel on me You ain't getting on my level homie k**ing every single artist huh Evidence on the carpet You don't know what you started Going off like its 06 when n***as shooting up the Dawson I been thinking bout it often Rest in peace to Anastasia I been coming for a longtime n***a I would never be a failure Dear lord please save her Body verses I'm in danger Catch a sentence for the whole op' b**h I'm blowing up like I'm major No chill no behaviour Friday its on with the man dem Better sit down cause I can't stand Drop like its hot like I'm dancing They be like Flemo a bag man I'm this I'm soft but I swear to god n***as can't cross Don't be dissing my environment Feelings I ain't ever hiding I'm flying out on pilot Nowadays yeah I'm wilding Probably selling out the bell center n***as hungry boy I smell dinner You could probably take a L better That's all you do nowadays Loose loose nowadays n***as not in the mood nowadays She might slide in the DM Then I hit her on the weekend I don't ever gotta hit twice End of story n***a the end Turn my n***as into monsters Girls working for a sponsor Sunday I Re Up Re Up I gotta Re Up (Re Up) x5