paroles de chanson Ups And Downs - Kevin Gates
I'm
fed
up
I
ain't
got
no
more
energy
to
give
these
old
bitch-ass
niggas
You
heard
me?
These
niggas
build
fake
cases
Here,
take
the
money
since
you
feel
like
it's
better
than
my
friendship,
you
heard
me?
I'm
pressure
God,
forgive
me
for
my
sins
I
should've
built
a
house
of
worship,
I
went
bought
a
Benz
(I
lost)
On
whom
should
I
depend?
My
Muslim
brother
lied
about
me
bad
(Uh)
Said
I
got
with
Mark
and
did
a
deal
behind
his
back
My
heart,
I've
been
stabbed
(Ooh),
here's
a
hundred
grand
(Yeah)
When
you
run
through
that,
make
sure
you
remember
who
I
am
Partners
pocket-watchin'
make
me
hate
to
rock
my
watches
(Bling,
blaow)
Just
because
we
partners
don't
mean
that
your
hand
go
in
my
pockets
(Bling,
blaow)
Go
put
the
opps
on
my
spots
when
you
gossip
'bout
me
(Bitch)
I'm
out
my
body,
nigga,
try
me,
booka-booka-blaow
me
(Bitch)
Step
outside
the
room
and
you
wishin'
the
walls
could
talk
(I
do)
Surrounded
by
these
dues,
but
you
feelin'
like
somethin'
off
(I
knew)
You
know
you
love
your
bitch,
but
you
need
a
lil'
more
excitement
You
like
to
do
the
shit
that
could
probably
get
you
indicted
Cold
slut
from
off
of
Highland,
shovin'
dick
in
her
body
(Ooh)
In
the
trap
with
a
strap
while
you
juugin'
narcotics
Ups
and
downs,
fell
off
a
lot,
and
then
I
came
up
(Ooh)
Since
a
child,
they
been
tryna
get
my
brains
bust
I
made
mistakes,
to
God,
I
pray
I
never
changed
up
They
sit
in
barber
shops
and
try
to
fuck
my
name
up
(Pussy)
Take
the
energy
they
deal
and
keep
it
pushin'
Don't
need
to
tell
a
pussy,
"You
not
pussy,"
niggas
pussy
Take
the
energy
they
deal
and
keep
it
pushin'
(Yeah)
Don't
need
to
tell
a
pussy,
"You
not
pussy,"
niggas
pussy
(Pussy)
Ups
and
downs,
fell
off
a
lot,
and
then
I
came
up
(Up)
Got
my
chain
jumpin',
jumped
inside
a
Range
truck
Black
on
black,
my
F-250,
you
can't
see
the
emblems
Windows
tinted,
slip
through
in
it,
you
can't
see
who
in
it
(Peek-a-boo)
Change
perspective,
life
a
blessing,
I'm
just
reminiscin'
(For
real)
Last
year,
I
would've
blew
my
brains
out
at
any
minute
Shout
out
to
the
ugly
hoes,
love
it
when
I
floss
(Shout
out)
All
of
them
a
loss,
caught
up
in
a
tug
of
war
(Damn)
People
I
have
helped,
they
want
bullets
in
my
dome
(Grr)
God
prepared
the
table
for
me,
cut
from
a
different
cloth
(Man
down)
Cut
up,
it's
gon'
cost,
get
him,
get
stripes
for
a
junkie
(Uh-uh)
Flunkies
payin'
flunkies
to
go
and
murder
a
flunky
You
know
you
reap
what
you
sow
and
that
shit
cold
(That
shit
cold)
Knew
the
burners
was
on,
I
just
had
to
touch
the
stove
(Shit)
When
you
go
inside
the
freezer,
ice
cubes
smell
like
cologne
That
mean
someone
was
at
your
house
when
you
was
not
at
home,
yeah
Man,
I
swear
to
God
You
get
out
of
line,
I'ma
put
your
ante
up,
you
heard
me?
Know
what
I'm
saying,
nigga?
And
y'all
done
been
around
me,
y'all
done
been
in
a
car
with
me
Love
my
swag,
love
how
I
talk
Mannerisms,
demeanor,
everything
Yeah,
man
Come
on,
y'all
know
I
keep
that
godfather
in
full
effect
I
pull
up
solo
by
myself
I'll
put
you
up
in
this
bitch,
man
Come
on,
man,
niggas
just
be
talkin'
dick
1 Intro
2 Big Lyfe
3 I’m In Love
4 PTOE
5 Steppin’
6 Bad For Me
7 Body
8 Scars
9 Mine
10 Shoot My Shot
11 One Day
12 Ups And Downs
13 Truth Be Told
14 Free At Last
15 Hard To Sleep
16 You
17 Black Clouds
18 Plug Cry
19 Thinking with My Dick (feat. Juicy J)
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