Up in Blood (feat. Boosie BadAzz)

Talk to me

Death before dishonor, put my trust up in these slugs

No trust, no love

Say, bitch, I get it up in blood

Tell me when did I go wrong?

Where did I go wrong?

We just wanted to get on

Bitch, I get it up in blood

I got so many ****, got so many comin' home

For my team, I put on

Bitch, I get it up in blood, ****

Say, bitch, I get it up in blood

I get it up in blood

These **** be hatin, tryin' to fuck my name up

I been gettin' it in, tryna get my bread up

Can't trust nobody, can't let them get me caught up

Get up in my way, he gon' his head bust

Bob your head to my music but don't feel my pain

Shit too deep, you'll never understand

Same ol' shit seem like it don't change

Some pussy ass **** get hit with that flame

No, I can't step, I'm still learnin' the game

Ride through my city and I'm strapped with that thang

I gotta stay focused, I'm only sixteen

Perfect my crowd, pursuin' my dreams

In the life of a menace, I go by YoungBoy

Call out the shots 'cause I'm over that gang

She looked in my face and was tellin' them lies

Got Dino to set that hoe car up in flames

Just 'cause he my cousin I ain't let him slide

Shoot his mama house up since he think that I'm playin'

Me and P steal a truck, fill that bitch up with gas

Shoot, out of time and come up on that bag

We gon' take everything since he want a taste

Death before dishonor, put my trust up in these slugs

No trust, no love

Say, bitch, I get it up in blood

Tell me when did I go wrong?

Where did I go wrong?

We just wanted to get on

Bitch, I get it up in blood

I got so many ****, got so many comin' home

For my team, I put on

Bitch, I get it up in blood, ****

Say, bitch, I get it up in blood

I get it up in blood

Murder, terrorizin', that's all they understand

Enemies, memories, I got some bloody hands

Son of a hitter, cold **** with some cold ways

My court day, rest in peace to all my throwaways

I sit and smile like fuck them **** on my jonesin' day

Straight disrespect, what you expect, they suppose to lay

I know these **** don't love me, so why should I trust them?

These **** bustas, I put 'em in ditches and I put 'em on crutches

Slingin' them cuttas, I get the business grip

I done lost too many ****, took too many losses

He went 'bout bustin' his trigger, took the boss of bosses

Got caught by the boss, if you slippin' it may cost ya

Jeepers creepers in these waters, best leave home with your revolver

I hope your people got extensions, 'cause them boys got shooters

It's bout who catch the others slippin, it's not about choppas and rugers

I pray I come home to Connie, it's me, YoungBoy and that Llama

Been a YoungBoy 'bout that drama, thuggin', death fo' dishonor, bossman

Death before dishonor, put my trust up in these slugs

No trust, no love

Say, bitch, I get it up in blood

Tell me when did I go wrong?

Where did I go wrong?

We just wanted to get on

Bitch, I get it up in blood

I got so many ****, got so many comin' home

For my team, I put on

Bitch, I get it up in blood, ****

Say, bitch, I get it up in blood

I get it up in blood