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Correct Levelin' Up Lyrics
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Correct Levelin' Up
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(feat. Fabolous) [Intro] Karma 2 DatPiff.com world premiere What's up my nigga Fab Oh DJ Holiday Real nigga music I fill up a tank, then I fill up a blunt Real nigga music I got the grip in the trunk I fill up a tank, then I fill up a blunt [Chorus: Dave East] As I get on the road, I fill up the tank Then I fill up a blunt (roll up) I got the grip in the trunk No, I'm not a trick but she get what she want (yeah) I keep her right in the cut, we be low in the back, put my niggas in front She could do tricks with her tongue I used to switch up my bitch every month Yeah, she call me, I'm picking her up I've been in motion, I ain't hit in a month Probably could get any chick that I want If I'm in a rush, let me hit in the truck, yeah I used to get on the train and I used to get on the bus (get on the bus) I used to meet women that never would talk Now they just begging to fuck I'm levelling up Out of your brain, these niggas insane think they better than us Making sure I stay ahead of the rush Keep it pushing, I would never give up Levelling up I'm out of your brain, these niggas insane think they better than us Upperclass, that shit was never for us [Verse 1: Dave East] A hundred bags, got a head off of dust A hundred bags, got a head off of kush She is school, got her head in the books Narcs raided but I never was shook Them indictments, got a federal look We hit the kitchen, like he better go cook Them niggas shook, they ain't never gon' look Been this man from a young nigga loccin' Get around her, shit get wet like the ocean Been on my shit I got a bitch out in Cali and I got a chick in a six I got an F, so I can't go and visit and 90% of my homies is Crips I get up and go, I touched alot of this paper, I know how it feel to be broke Know how it feel to do time in the system, feel like you don't know which way bout go I got back to my glo, yeah I got back to my shine These diamonds attracting these dimes, I done relapsed 'bout 200 times Got caught with a pack, had to move out my mom's Freaky died I thought I'm losing my mind Mugga died I thought I'm losing my feelings I'on know nothing, I know how to grind I got a deal, trappin' right out my building Hundreds they got me so open I hang out the window like Joker I had to get cool with the smokers I had to get cool with the fiends Make moves with the players, have talks with the coaches I had to make trips to the Tropics, wake up to the model just sipping Mimosas I had to get back to the projects, the reason you got to watch how you approach us [Chorus: Dave East] As get on the road, I fill up the tank Then I fill up a blunt (fill it up) I got the grip in the trunk No, I'm not a trick but she get what she want (yeah) I keep her right in the cut, we be low in the back, put my niggas in front She could do tricks with her tongue I used to switch up my bitch every month Yeah, she call me, I'm picking her up I've been in motion, I ain't hit in a month Probably could get any chick that I want If I'm in a rush, let me hit in the truck, yeah I used to get on the train and I used to get on the bus (get on the bus) I used to meet women that never would talk Now they just begging to fuck I'm levelling up Out of your brain, these niggas insane think they better than us Making sure I stay ahead of the rush I keep it pushing, I would never give up Levelling up Out of your class, these niggas insane think they better than us Upperclass, that shit was never for us Throwing cash, bitch you never gon' fuck My cheddar is up [Interlude: Fabolous] I mean what else we gon' do Holiday Season The best part about coming from the bottom Is ain't no place you can go but up [Verse 2: Fabolous] New levels, bring new devils, never let it turn you devil Call them plays so the team win, coach cater my blue devil, they was transporters like Jason Statham Now they ball like Jayson Tatum, my grand hills gettin' hand deals My J. J. Redick's got flooded Pateks Chasing millions in my Jason Williams My Jabari Parker is a Rarri parker Late looks from my Kyrie's, my play books like a diary You player haters won't never see it You clout chasers won't ever be it Double-cross me, won't ever three it Decided I'ma just Heavy D it and tell 'em niggas Got nothing but love for you baby Got nothing but love Peep shit, take notes, fall back, move different Just me, my fam, my dog, Stew Griffin More growth, level ups, new look, tooth fixing Big smile, outchea, we here, you missing [Interlude 2: Dave East] I'm levelling up These niggas they say we ain't getting breaded enough [Chorus: Dave East] As get on the road, I fill up the tank Then I fill up a blunt (roll up) I got the grip in the trunk No, I'm not a trick but she get what she want (yeah) I keep her right in the cut, we be low in the back, put my niggas in front She could do tricks with her tongue I used to switch up my bitch every month Yeah, she call me, I'm picking her up I've been in motion, I ain't hit in a month Probably could get any chick that I want If I'm in a rush, let me hit in the truck, yeah I used to get on the train and I used to get on the bus (get on the bus) I used to meet women that never would talk Now they just begging to fuck I'm levelling up
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