Mr. Vegas - Up Top lyrics

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Mr. Vegas - Up Top lyrics

[?] The fool dem build them house upon the sand While the wise man build his house upon the rock Up top, up top Them ting a drop, our ting deh up top Mi guh check ankle Sox him seh the one yah well hot Every mix tape man affi a pull it up back Up top, up top When dem a chat, our ting deh up top Mi deh suh far a dem, dem cyan hold mi dung Way above a dem, mi soon reach Jah kingdom Far ahead mi lef the haters a ground Cyan touch mi, right yah now mi hot like the sun Them think is a plane, them a look up in the sky But a me deh suh high Jah give mi wings to fly [x2] Higher, higher, higher Them cyan touch mi level Higher, higher, higher Mi a trample the devil Higher, higher, higher Them cyan touch mi level The more them fight wi A the higher we go… A say the higher we go… Them cyan touch Jah anointed Have mi money but a that mi nuh hype wid See them wah fight wid A who dem a fight wid Cyan stop Jah warrior Dem nuh rightid Mi camouflage pon dem like a night squid Them cyan si mi, dem a bop off them eye lid Big man a behave like a spoil kid And a nuff never put in the work weh I did Mi deh suh far a dem, dem cyan hold mi dung Way above a dem, mi soon reach Jah kingdom Far ahead mi lef the haters a ground Cyan touch mi, right yah now mi hot like the sun Them think is a plane, them a look up in the sky But a me deh suh high Jah give mi wings to fly [x2] Higher, higher, higher Them cyan touch mi level Higher, higher, higher Mi a trample the devil Higher, higher, higher Them cyan touch mi level The more them fight wi A the higher we go… A say the higher we go… The fool dem build them house upon the sand While the wise man build his house upon the rock Up top, up top Them ting a drop, our ting deh up top Mi guh check ankle Sox him seh the one yah well hot Every mix tape man affi a pull it up back Up top, up top When dem a chat, our ting deh up top Mi deh suh far a dem, dem cyan hold mi dung Way above a dem, mi soon reach Jah kingdom Far ahead mi lef the haters a ground Cyan touch mi, right yah now mi hot like the sun Them think is a plane, them a look up in the sky But a me deh suh high Jah give mi wings to fly [x2] Higher, higher, higher Them cyan touch mi level Higher, higher, higher Mi a trample the devil Higher, higher, higher Them cyan touch mi level The more them fight wi A the higher we go… A say the higher we go…

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