Letra de U

[Chorus]
I Woke up toked up then I said "You know what?"
"I should hop up in the lab", get my pen and pad
Many rhymes in my bag, I'm glad since a young lad
I know niggas mad, that I'm still doing it
Living my life, I know they wanna ruin it
Most of them not doing shit a lot of niggas fucked up
I stay out the way, gotta get my bucks up

[Verse 1]
Checking my accounts, smoking out the ounce
Making so many songs I done lost count
My catalog is deep like an underground tunnel
To take it all in, you would need a funnel
Show some respect or I'ma disconnect Your neck from your body
No need for me to use my shotty, we can throw hands in the lobby
I used to take karate sparring was my hobby
I still got trophies, I used to play soccer too
No wonder I'm unstoppable kicking rhymes proper too
Fuck the world I'm bout to drop a deuce
On everybody make it rain shit what you gonna do?
Nothing nadalada I'm the Don Dada
Haha, I'm laughing at your whole squad
It's not prob for me to get you gone
I ask lord forgive me for my wrongs
Smoking on that strong

[Chorus]
I Woke up toked up then I said "You know what?"
"I should hop up in the lab", get my pen and pad
Many rhymes in my bag, I'm glad
Since a young lad, I know niggas mad
That I'm still doing it
Living my life, I know they wanna ruin it
Most of them not doing shit a lot of niggas fucked up
I stay out the way, gotta get my bucks up

[Verse 2]
Smoking on green tree sipping on green tea
They blind to the fact so they can't see me
I'm back like I never left, I'm always right
Flag to the right Hunna gang on mine
4 Line Infamous Ill rhymes in my sentences
Make sure you remember it
Bars cold like December get Burr
Nigga watch me stir shoot like Steph Curr
In the lab like Dexter
I'm working no time to text her
I can make the pussy purr and she know that
She addicted I cannot control that
I'ma have to turn my phone off
I'm so Boss, I never take a loss
All my L's are lessons
I blow the smoke in the sky It's a blessing

[Chorus]
I Woke up toked up then I said "You know what?"
"I should hop up in the lab", get my pen and pad
Many rhymes in my bag, I'm glad
Since a young lad, I know niggas mad
That I'm still doing it
Living my life, I know they wanna ruin it
Most of them not doing shit a lot of niggas fucked up
I stay out the way, gotta get my bucks up