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I be up I be down Getting bucks Rocking frowns Picking up Smoking pounds Get the whip Hit the Town I be up I be down Check the stats Jot em down Making hits Triple crown Make me wanna throw the towel I be up Hit the blunt, double stuff Top of stands, in the box Steaming up, like the rocks From the shop down the block Had to run, cuz the cops Down the street to the left Shining lights, to the right Just like drake pay the price On my life, every night Keep me up, thinking up I be up I be down When I'm laying on the bed And I'm sitting on the couch Light me up Got the blunt up in my mouth Not for clout I be down When I'm thinking Bout my life And my house And my future With my spouce And the kids And my clout Does the karma even out Got my Doubts Tryna Scout Through the Drought Live a life, Tryna find what life's About I be up and down I be up and down I be up I be down Darkened days try to smile Fighting all my dark clouds Tryna find my way around Man I got a lost soul Tryna find the perfect route Tryna find what life's about I be up I be down Attitude of a man with a 3 minute mile Like I'll win and I'll make it through the trials Lead the way like I'm laying down the Tile Need some beats So I'm running through the isles Scrape the shelf's now my cart got a pile And my flow just like the Nile So they're knocking off my Style And they love to wave at us And they love to fake the smiles And my eyes are always red But sometimes I'm feeling down So I Suffer with no sound I be up I be down Now I'm Breaking in the game Yeah Breaking all the locks Do the tricks Tony hawk Do it stealth Jamie Fox It's my time check the Clocks Strong as Ox Starting Talks Do it big From the line Shoot my shot Stepping stones Skipping rocks I be up and down I be up and down I be up I be down At your prime, falling down Head so big where's your crown Y'all so fake, plastic crown Load me up, load it loud Pass it back, Pass it round Shoot at me, shut it down Eye for eye, round for round I be up I be down Mental state fuckin up End up with me in the ground I'll be six feet down I be up I be down But my pops always said That's theirs always other paths Got find the one for me Gotta bliss in the sun Gotta smoke a lotta tree Gotta find the right shot Shoot my life, spike lee Feel the vibes, That's the key Peace love That's that good energy RIP uncle P
Writer(s): James Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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