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Bizzle Feat. Sevin - Way Up ("Light Work"EP Available Now!!! $7.99)
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bizzle
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Felder
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
G.O., ay
Put on for the squad
We go in, do it for the God
If I go, then I'm goin' hard
Boy you know me
Hog for the mob
Fit up, then get up and go
Fill up to pick up and roll
You gon' get this work
Get lip up and hit up the show
Man they already know who the real is
But they say it's too religious
Drake dropped "God's Plan"
You were with it, now you lookin' too suspicious
I am blessed, never had luck
You a tad much superstitious
You ain't the man, bro
'Cause you pick a bag up, boy, what you doin' with it?
Stack up and you be cool and then you
Get ya hands cuffed and you get threw in prison
It's the last supper, you could have some
Or you could pass up and you do the dishes
Homie, I ain't never change up
Been the same since day one
When I came in the game reppin' Jay
The Renegade still the same ain't budge
Then and when it came "Same Love"
They played dumb and ain't say much
You tell me who's the gangster, yeah
[Verse 2]
Daddy let me loose, they gotta move
Bishop with the burner, baby
I got the juice
They hating on my team 'cause we the truth
Won't he do it and we the proof
We gon' take 'em way, way, way, way, way, way up
We gon' take 'em way, way, way, way, way, way up
We gon' take 'em way, way, way, way, way, way up
We gon' take 'em way, way, way, way, way, way up
[Verse 3]
Yeah
First drop the were like, Biz, who are you, boy?
Get your name up
Try to hold me down, but you know me now
Look ad God, I done came up
They were lookin' for the sauce
I was cookin' for the boss
Now I'm A1
Try to keep us out the game
We gon' make it so the game gotta change up
Show love to the haters, ay
Been tellin' where we came from
One time for the Maker, ay
Same team, ain't trade up
Christ gang, ya don't bang, ay
I stay in my lane, hey
Metal tucked like a umbrella but I pray it don't rain, hey
Promoise, I don't want no smoke
But that ain't really what you want to
'Cause everybody got they own folk
That'll make a move if you want to
The problem is you probaly think I'm afraid
In a way that's so true
But I ain't afraid you'll smoke me
Dog, I'm afraid I'll smoke you
I ain't the only one with a family
That I gotta make it home to
I need you to make it home too
They need you to make it home too
Cats flex for the rap check to make
Black death look so cool
We just here to make it old new, yeah
[Verse 4]
Daddy let me loose, they gotta move
Bishop with the burner, baby
I got the juice
They hatin' on my team 'cause we the truth
Won't he do it and we the proof
We gon' take 'em way, way, way, way, way, way up
We gon' take 'em way, way, way, way, way, way up
We gon' take 'em way, way, way, way, way, way up
We gon' take 'em way, way, way, way, way, way up
[Verse 5]
Hey, for Christ I pay the whole price
On my whole life, no cheapskatin'
Glow like there ain't no light
No ice, but I'm peace makin'
Hogs grind boy, I eat bacon
Fault lines so I keep quakin'
And the way I make these bars connect
I'm a architect, no Freemason, ah
We baboons to them poodles
I need lots of steak on my pasta plate
I got swagu on them noodles
We go rounds for that gold crown
We don't slow down, we accelerate
So keep tellin' Satan I'm elevatin'
Even though he be hella hatin'
Step your game up and quit belly achin'
Go hard or hit the casa, brah
You bubble up ain't no double up
Well, uh, you ain't no hustler, huh
[Verse 6]
See, I'm in the game like a right guard
They could lock me up in a psych ward
And I'll still be screamin' out "Christ Lord"
String me up by my mic cord
Really, it will be a honor to go
'Cause the way that they be jokin' about Your work
Got 'em thinkin' the church is a comedy show
Never been and I'll never fold
If they snatch me up or I'm dead and cold
The Gospel of Yahshua's still the greatest story ever told
[Verse 7]
Daddy let me loose, they gotta move
Bishop with the burner, baby
I got the juice
They hating on my team 'cause we the truth
Won't he do it and we the proof
We gon' take 'em way, way, way, way, way, way up
We gon' take 'em way, way, way, way, way, way up
We gon' take 'em way, way, way, way, way, way up
We gon' take 'em way, way, way, way, way, way up
Written by: Mark Felder, Marques Adams
