Lapse - Been up Lyrics

Cashapp my mother, my brothers, my sisters
And all of the ones that believed in me
This for my uncles, my aunties,
My kids, and my girl
Held it down showed me decency
Shout out my pops and f*ck all them Niggas' that only was there when they Needed me
Delete my number gon' f*ck up the Summer and ima do that shit Repeatedly

Gotta flex on em blow checks on em
Ain't wit none of that lame shit
I'm the illest' nigga' in the spot
F*ck you and f*ck who you came wit
My name don't even gotta check on it
Still they treat me like I'm famous
Coldest diamonds got baguettes on em
Vvs's and they stainless

I was hoppin' out the Benz truck
Niggas eyeing so the tints up
Niggas had to put a fence up
Think I'm lying but we been up
Twenty thousand in my bank account
We don't count it we just make Amounts
Caught the jitters better shake em out
Bitches bitter better thank him now

We ain't dancing we amped in
Just got in? we was stamped in
Treat it like a whore house
We brining all the tramps in
They Nicknamed playboy
They want me in the Mansion
I'm getting to this money
If you dubbed me I ain't answering
Why the f*ck they always gotta hate
Got a lot but had a little
Scrape the profits off the plate
Fake support when they don't love us
They don't want me to be great
They be plottin' undercover
Outta pocket niggas snakes

Bad vibes been deflecting it
Old lies been detectin it
Haters on me disinfectin it
Money come in I'm directing it
Go home, get the cold stones
Only ice is gleaming off my neck a lace
Drove home in a gold chrome
I got wifey reading all my messages

Cuz a nigga really up now
Still a nigga really uptown
Rollie diamonds that's a bus down
Really shinning like when puff round
Ain't mysterious I dance on em
Make a milli platinum pants on em
Niggas biting ain't a ant on em
Steady Fallin y'all should ban autumn
Still I really like to bug around
Calm as shit but I don't f*ck around
Kept it quiet when I was around
Leavin out I here hundred sounds
I don't really entertain shit
Take the city and rename it
Only lapse entertainment
I ain't making no arrangements
I be really where the dames is
Do the Dash but I ain't danish
Here to make it out of poverty
Make it rich, f*ck famous
Give a f*ck about the lottery
A hundred bricks is where's my brain Is
Mold my vision like it's pottery
EA sports I'm in the game bitch

Gotta flex on em blow checks on em
Ain't wit none of that lame shit
I'm the illest' nigga' in the spot
F*ck you and f*ck who you came wit
My name don't even gotta check on it
Still they treat me like I'm famous
Coldest diamonds got baguettes on em
Vvs's and they stainless

I was hoppin' out the Benz truck
Niggas eyeing so the tints up
Niggas had to put a fence up
Think I'm lying but we been up
Twenty thousand in my bank account
We don't count it we just make Amounts
Caught the jitters better shake em out
Bitches bitter better thank him now