I'm up, up, up, up, up, up, up

Up I'm ready, pockets getting heaving, I can't keep my vision steady

It's just up, up, up, I'm ready, parade they throw confetti

That's hard work, I'm always sweaty going up

Lemme get a sip of that cup, I'm tryna act up, I'm always in tuck

I been tryna be the next up, since I was like 9 in the back of that bus

All these people tryna flex up, whole squad act sus, while they tryna act tough

T-Shawn hitting refs up, why you poke your chest up

I ain't afraid to check up

People always wana say why, but they never take to time to try to get to know us

Us, us, us yeah wasup

I had to carve out my trust, some people that dipped, had me here in disgust

Aye, what what

Gimmie a beat and it's bout to combust, hop on my song, and they say it's unjust

All of this talking, but never discuss, Shawnie be spiting, but never did cuss

They said I wouldn't make it, but now that they hushed

I went to they show, and the whole thing was shushed,

I never look back, but I Gota Look Up

Up, Up, I'm ready, pockets getting heaving, I can't keep my vision steady

It's just up, up, up, I'm ready, parade they throw confetti

That's hard work, I'm always sweaty going up