Str8 Up
Scared money don't make real money
Old money, ain't got any
So I made my way
Yeah
I manifest my faith
I woke up like this
Let me talk my shit
When I flex like this, yeah
Post to be up next
Yeah, yeah, I've been dealing with these feelings
On the come up, yeah, yeah
Smell a fake pussy, nigga, stop your snaking, yeah, yeah
So much fake, fake love
Price of fame ain't fair
Keep it real like this
It's the picture I paint
It looks sweet but it ain't
I put my blood, sweat and tears
I found my source in the rain
I wear my heart in this game
These snakes don't know that I pray
I can't change all my mistakes, all my mistakes
My nigga
Pull out in the truck like big dawgs
I ain't this one, that one
Where you at?
Go straight up (wah)
Go, go straight up (ayy)
Hoe, wait up (yo)
Grate that cheddar (yeah)
This shit in my DNA
Let my heart lead the way
Niggas try lead me astray
I get it, I get it
You niggas are scared of
The light that I'm giving, it's gold
I come from the heart
And I only fear God
And I'm never gon' lie to my soul
My niggas are stacking
And some of them violent
I pray that they keep it on froze
Yo, yo
Because they, they tough like this
We gon' put a make up that depart like this
Pull up to the port and we dock that bitch
Phillip, don't talk to a boss like this
Want a 100$ raise?
You a 100$ bitch
Put that crown on the Vic
Watch me roll out quick
It's the picture I paint
It looks sweet but it ain't
I put my blood, sweat and tears
I found my source in the rain
I wear my heart in this game
These snakes don't know that I pray
I can't change all my mistakes, all my mistakes
My nigga
Pull out in the truck like big dawgs
I ain't this one, that one
Where you at?
Go straight up (wah)
Go, go straight up (ayy)
Hoe, wait up (yo)
Grate that cheddar (ayy)
Pull out in the truck like big dawgs
I ain't this one, that one
Where you at?
Go straight up (wah)
Go, go straight up (ayy)
Hoe, wait up (yo)
Grate that cheddar (yeah)
Yeah, I've been dealing with these feelings
On the come up, yeah, yeah
(On the come up, yeah, yeah, come up, yeah, yeah)
So much fake, fake love
Price of fame ain't fair (price of fame ain't fair)
Keep it real like this
My nigga
Pull out in the truck like big dawgs
I ain't this one, that one
Where you at?
Go straight up (wah)
Go, go straight up (ayy)
Hoe, wait up (yo)
Grate that cheddar (ayy)
Pull out in the truck like big dawgs
I ain't this one, that one
Where you at?
Go straight up (wah)
Go, go straight up (ayy)
Hoe, wait up (yo)
Grate that cheddar (ayy)
Old money, ain't got any
So I made my way
Yeah
I manifest my faith
I woke up like this
Let me talk my shit
When I flex like this, yeah
Post to be up next
Yeah, yeah, I've been dealing with these feelings
On the come up, yeah, yeah
Smell a fake pussy, nigga, stop your snaking, yeah, yeah
So much fake, fake love
Price of fame ain't fair
Keep it real like this
It's the picture I paint
It looks sweet but it ain't
I put my blood, sweat and tears
I found my source in the rain
I wear my heart in this game
These snakes don't know that I pray
I can't change all my mistakes, all my mistakes
My nigga
Pull out in the truck like big dawgs
I ain't this one, that one
Where you at?
Go straight up (wah)
Go, go straight up (ayy)
Hoe, wait up (yo)
Grate that cheddar (yeah)
This shit in my DNA
Let my heart lead the way
Niggas try lead me astray
I get it, I get it
You niggas are scared of
The light that I'm giving, it's gold
I come from the heart
And I only fear God
And I'm never gon' lie to my soul
My niggas are stacking
And some of them violent
I pray that they keep it on froze
Yo, yo
Because they, they tough like this
We gon' put a make up that depart like this
Pull up to the port and we dock that bitch
Phillip, don't talk to a boss like this
Want a 100$ raise?
You a 100$ bitch
Put that crown on the Vic
Watch me roll out quick
It's the picture I paint
It looks sweet but it ain't
I put my blood, sweat and tears
I found my source in the rain
I wear my heart in this game
These snakes don't know that I pray
I can't change all my mistakes, all my mistakes
My nigga
Pull out in the truck like big dawgs
I ain't this one, that one
Where you at?
Go straight up (wah)
Go, go straight up (ayy)
Hoe, wait up (yo)
Grate that cheddar (ayy)
Pull out in the truck like big dawgs
I ain't this one, that one
Where you at?
Go straight up (wah)
Go, go straight up (ayy)
Hoe, wait up (yo)
Grate that cheddar (yeah)
Yeah, I've been dealing with these feelings
On the come up, yeah, yeah
(On the come up, yeah, yeah, come up, yeah, yeah)
So much fake, fake love
Price of fame ain't fair (price of fame ain't fair)
Keep it real like this
My nigga
Pull out in the truck like big dawgs
I ain't this one, that one
Where you at?
Go straight up (wah)
Go, go straight up (ayy)
Hoe, wait up (yo)
Grate that cheddar (ayy)
Pull out in the truck like big dawgs
I ain't this one, that one
Where you at?
Go straight up (wah)
Go, go straight up (ayy)
Hoe, wait up (yo)
Grate that cheddar (ayy)
Credits
Writer(s): Chase Hugh Worrell, Sara Ali
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