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We Up
Gangsta Rap
We Up was released on January 11, 2024 by Real Motown Music as a part of the album We Up - Single
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Release DateJanuary 11, 2024
LabelReal Motown Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nep Jennings
Nep Jennings
Performer
Jp One
Jp One
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nep Jennings
Nep Jennings
Lyrics
Jp One
Jp One
Lyrics

Lyrics

. All's well that ends well and I finish it. I wreak a pussy, can't profit, now that's in the mix. My old crew mad, cause my new crew ain't in the shit. Step socks and bars and vacationing, where the weather's good as the business is. Now that's friends with benefits, no scam artists, everything legit. It's a different grind when it's quitting time, and you still ain't finna quit. No clocking out when you CEO, no days off for the president. No hating at our round table, especially when it's evident. Young boys in the back whispering, your man's on the side giggling. That type of shit is reserved for our baby mamas and women friends. What kind of world is y'all living in? What type of shit is y'all on now? That was funny in 03, but we grown now. Get on now. Oh yeah, that's us. We up. Beat up. Blue swift. Drink up. We up. We up. Grime old. No luck. Re-up. Go down. Re-up. Repeat. We up. We up. We up. Beat up. Blue swift. Drink up. We up. We up. Grime old. No luck. Re-up. Go down. Re-up. Repeat. We up. We up. Look. I remember I was flat broke, how they treated me. Wheels trapped on a mouse, stomach growling so loud that I couldn't sleep. They be trying to get close to you, then flip a turn to your enemy. All I did was put the work in. You was really chilling, now you envy me. Whole world, eyes on gold, with the money bag like Monopoly. Came up about 900 just last night, threw it up. All I know is keep it 100. You should do the same and don't lie to me. If the love ain't authentic, I don't want it. Don't bother me. Ain't notice when I need it. Help this. Acting like they couldn't see. Tell it's cause I'm on top. Like this ain't where I ought to be. I been ten toes down. Riding through the ghetto windows down. I like the bitch that's cute and quiet, who can roll my line. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah.
Written by: Jp One, Nep Jennings
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