Let's Go Up Songtext
von Palestine
Let's Go Up Songtext
Yes, have you ever felt that things started to change for the better?
No more bitterness, no more worry about the weather
Walking the streets of Sweden, still believing
I got to finish this verse, the first to start leaving
Even, I′ll be the one to figure 'em out
I′d rather stay up in my house, but never chill up on the couch
Writing 24/7 just to tell you about
What we go through, each and every day, let me show you
I know we gotta do a lot of shit just to get by
All I'm trying to say, naturally is I would get high
Inhale 'til my lungs filled up with the most real
My skills still developing in the field
I wanna pray that life will never kill
Instead of making fall, I′d rather build
And get up on the real, man, I still
Design my rhymes like architects
Drag a chalk all across the pavement from west left
Yo, sometimes I just sit back and try to adjust
I′m in trust, but people keep telling me that I'm losing my touch
That′s the reason I bust
Got your mentality locked up in handcuffs
Man, sometimes I just sit back and try to adjust
I'm in trust, but people keep telling me that I′m losing my touch
That's the reason I bust
Understand that that′s the reason I bust
21, Writing September, I'm trying to be precise
'Cause I really wanna get with this moment, flowing the mic
But right now, I′m feeling like dim the lights down
So I can read a little bit more literature
Then I write a little bit more, then spit it at y′all
Hardcore with a soft wrist, you diggin' it, y′all?
Yes, you tryna listen but the rhythm is deaf
Hating on my situation got me breaking your desk
Watch me shine like the Northern Lights, get up on the mic
With mad flows, moving on like the wind blow
Carry myself into another realm, kid, I'm not playing
It′s not so hard to understand what I'm saying
Yo, sometimes I just sit back and try to adjust
I′m in trust, but people keep telling me that I'm losing my touch
That's the reason I bust
Got your mentality locked up in handcuffs
Man, sometimes I just sit back and try to adjust
I′m in trust, but people keep telling me that I′m losing my touch
That's the reason I bust
Understand that that′s the reason I bust
You say, "I wonder is he tripping 'cause I′m chilling on the block"
I wonder is he tripping 'cause I′m trying to keep it hot
Stay balling, oh, we stay balling
You say, "I wonder is he tripping 'cause I'm chilling on the block"
I wonder is he tripping ′cause I′m trying to keep it hot
Stay balling, oh, we stay balling
No more bitterness, no more worry about the weather
Walking the streets of Sweden, still believing
I got to finish this verse, the first to start leaving
Even, I′ll be the one to figure 'em out
I′d rather stay up in my house, but never chill up on the couch
Writing 24/7 just to tell you about
What we go through, each and every day, let me show you
I know we gotta do a lot of shit just to get by
All I'm trying to say, naturally is I would get high
Inhale 'til my lungs filled up with the most real
My skills still developing in the field
I wanna pray that life will never kill
Instead of making fall, I′d rather build
And get up on the real, man, I still
Design my rhymes like architects
Drag a chalk all across the pavement from west left
Yo, sometimes I just sit back and try to adjust
I′m in trust, but people keep telling me that I'm losing my touch
That′s the reason I bust
Got your mentality locked up in handcuffs
Man, sometimes I just sit back and try to adjust
I'm in trust, but people keep telling me that I′m losing my touch
That's the reason I bust
Understand that that′s the reason I bust
21, Writing September, I'm trying to be precise
'Cause I really wanna get with this moment, flowing the mic
But right now, I′m feeling like dim the lights down
So I can read a little bit more literature
Then I write a little bit more, then spit it at y′all
Hardcore with a soft wrist, you diggin' it, y′all?
Yes, you tryna listen but the rhythm is deaf
Hating on my situation got me breaking your desk
Watch me shine like the Northern Lights, get up on the mic
With mad flows, moving on like the wind blow
Carry myself into another realm, kid, I'm not playing
It′s not so hard to understand what I'm saying
Yo, sometimes I just sit back and try to adjust
I′m in trust, but people keep telling me that I'm losing my touch
That's the reason I bust
Got your mentality locked up in handcuffs
Man, sometimes I just sit back and try to adjust
I′m in trust, but people keep telling me that I′m losing my touch
That's the reason I bust
Understand that that′s the reason I bust
You say, "I wonder is he tripping 'cause I′m chilling on the block"
I wonder is he tripping 'cause I′m trying to keep it hot
Stay balling, oh, we stay balling
You say, "I wonder is he tripping 'cause I'm chilling on the block"
I wonder is he tripping ′cause I′m trying to keep it hot
Stay balling, oh, we stay balling
Writer(s): Franne Golde, Peter Ivers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

