Hey Up There

Hey up there, I’m on my way up
Tell the radio to play us
Blame it on the place I grew up
Hit that land mine then I blew up
I’ve been on my job too long
Damn right I know what I do wrong
Ain’t no way that I’m gon' change up
Now everybody better pay up
Elevator on my way up (On my way up)
Penthouse, bad bitch with her feet up (With her feet up, yeah)
Dolla need that new Bentley truck (New Bentley truck)
They just mad they wanna be us (Oh)
Pull out the window, foot on the gas (Gas)
Mixin' that Raf with the Kenzo, I sell 'em out fast
Slushy, my diamond they wet
Slushy, my diamond they wet
Always been one step ahead, I keep my foot on their neck, yeah
Ayy, with the gang-gang, bitch I’m with the gang-gang (Gang-gang)
And when I’m in my Rolls Royce I take up two lanes (Two lanes)
They be like, «Boy, that’s how you feel?»
I be like, «Shit yeah»
Ayy, DJ turn this shit up yeah this that shit, yeah, yeah