Pull Up

God I came up out the hood, I been taught, nigga
Started from the bottom, I had fought, nigga
Rapping 'bout that shit that your baby mama bought
Niggas had to steal just to shine that Bacard'
All I got is love, nigga hold that
Niggas woulda showed that
Even if they had a Kodak, nigga know that
If you ain't love me then don't put me in your throwback
Had me going ghost to the Womack
Pull up, pull up
I could go black
Bet my mind don't come back
Bet I snap on these rats
All I ever need is my pack
Just a bunch of wolves and they don't know how to act
God, everyday the world get worse
Had a couple visions of my fam in a hearse
We all gotta die but my niggas come first
Double edge sword, God that coin is a curse, nigga

Money turn homies into phonies
Come around acting like you know me
Preaching all that old me
Shorty went and told me

Nigga you should pull up, pull up, pull up
Running out of gas, baby girl I need a fill up
Every time I wake man the world is getting realer
Every time I wake man this world is getting realer, realer
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Running out of gas, baby girl I need a fill up
Every time I wake man this world is getting realer
Every time I wake man this world is getting realer, realer

God blessing me crazy
Dreams that I had, they been coming true lately
Thinking back when you had played me
Calling me now, all that love sounding shady
Mama told me, "Boy you gotta shine"
Came up in a world full of demons, boy you gotta be divine
They gon' hate to see you shine
They gon' hate that you was mine, like everything was fine
When them pockets lime green they gon' talk about the time
Watch 'em all dip 'til you fall up out your prime
Kick mad rhymes 'til you all about the dimes
Like them shorties want the dimes
They gon' hate to see you shine my nigga, all mine
Uh, Tracy McGrady
I'm tryna ball out and spoil all my babies
Back to back trips to the Chip with my lady
Blowing on daisies, my thoughts all been crazy
Uh, pull up, pull up
You been riding high off that gas you been full of
Seen a nigga shine, now you wish a nigga coulda
Back up in the day, you was hating never woulda
Showed a nigga love when he needed that
Uh, now you tryna rap like you all of that
Must be off the liq's if you thinking that
Never trust them old niggas, put a knife up in your back

God money turn homies into phonies
Come around acting like you know me
Preaching all that old me
Shorty went and told me

Nigga you should pull up, pull up, pull up
Running out of gas, baby girl I need a fill up
Every time I wake man the world is getting realer
Every time I wake man this world is getting realer, realer
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Running out of gas, baby girl I need a fill up
Every time I wake man this world is getting realer
Every time I wake man this world is getting realer, realer