Way Up - Bizzle, Şevin

GOM

Put on for the squad

We go in

Do it for the GOD

If I go

Then I’m going 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 lit 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 wit it now you lookin' too suspicious

I am blessed

Never had luck

You a tad much superstitious

You ain’t the man bruh

Cuz you pick a bag up boy what you doin' with it?

Stack up and you be cool and then ya

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 rippin' 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 gangsta?

Daddy let me loose

They gotta move

Bishop with the burner baby

I got the juice

They hatin' on my team cuz 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

Yeah

First drop they were like Biz who are you boy get your name up

Try to hold me down but you know me know

Look at God I done came up

They were lookin for the sauce

I was cooking for the boss

Now I’m A-1

Try to keep us out the game

We gon' make it so the game got a changeup

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 ay

Metal tucked like a umbrella but

I pray it don’t rain ay

Promise I don’t want no smoke

But that ain’t really what you want too

Cuz everybody got they own folk

That’ll make a move if you want to

The problem is you prolly 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 news yeah

Daddy let me loose

They gotta move

Bishop with the burner baby

I got the juice

They hatin' on my team cuz 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

Ay

Fo Christ pay the whole price

On my whole life no cheap skatin'

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 go swagu on them noodles

We go rounds for that gold crown

We don’t slow down we accelerate

Keep tellin' Satan I’m elevatin'

Even though he be hella hatin'

Step your game up and quit bellyachin'

Go hard then hit the casa brah

Yo double up ain’t no bubble up you ain’t no hustalah

Huh

See I’m in the game like a right guard

You could lock me up in a psych ward

And I’ll still be screamin' out «Christ's Lord»

String me up by my mic chord

Really it will be a honor to go

Cuz the way that they be jokin' about your word

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 Yoshua’s still the greatest story ever told

Daddy let me loose

They gotta move

Bishop with the burner baby

I got the juice

They hatin' on my team cuz 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