Rising Up

All these thoughts got me goofy All these drugs got me loopy All these tracks got me groupies All these pills got me droopy All these thoughts got me goofy All these drugs got me loopy All these tracks got me groupies All these pills got me droopy How you gonna step up to me when you ain't nothing I be passing all these other rappers like I'm something I got a little money now I got some bling Bust down I got a fake one Cuban link I got a fake one You and I and you I'm done Rising Rising from the ashes of the old world it destroyed Breathing life to the new people who inhabits All the people of the future living fucking lavish They be making money all the right habits I got a pain in my heart I think you just stabbed it Every time I'm with your girl I make a racket Buts it's fine Cause I got a girl and she ain't even know she mine All I know is that 315 running outta time Yea that girl he couldn't find I'm moving through the ranks at an incline I swear all my haters just acting real blind Cause they don't wanna see me win and be fucking signed So a plan to kill you fuckers yea imma bring your demise When I kill you I won't even wear a disguise G Lew All these thoughts got me goofy All these drugs got me loopy All these tracks got me groupies All these pills got me droopy All these thoughts got me goofy All these drugs got me loopy All these tracks got me groupies All these pills got me droopy You got nothing on me I be feeling really automatic Saw the bad bitch at the party you know that I had to bag it Making money I got habits All these bowls I never snap it Pull up on me never lacking Whipping in my car I'm running street Whipping in my car I increase speed Spit all my lines it's always heat Liquor in the cup it's never lean Real as man from the 315 Every time you see me prolly think I'm high But I'm not