Way Up (feat. Sevin)

GOM

Put on for the squad

We go in

Do it for the God

If I go

Then I'm going hard

Boy you know me

HOG for the MOB

Fit up, then get up and go

Fill up, to pick up and roll

You gon' get this work

Get lit up and hit up the show

Man they already know who the realest

But they say it's too religious

Drake dropped "God's Plan"

You were wit it now you lookin' too suspicious

I am blessed, never had luck

You a tad much superstitious

You ain't the man bruh cuz you pick a bag up

Boy what you doin' with it?

Stack up and you be cool a minute

Get ya hands cuffed and you get threw in prison

It's the last supper, you could have some

Or you could pass up and you can do the dishes

Homie I ain't never change up

Been the same since day one

Winter came in the game rippin' Jay The Renegade

Still the same, ain't budge

Then I went against "Same Love"

They played dumb and ain't say much

You tell me who's the gangsta?

Daddy let me loose

They gotta move

Bishop with the burner baby

I got the juice

They hatin' on my team

Cuz we the truth

Won't He do it

And we the proof

We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up

We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up

We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up

We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up

Yeah

First drop, they were like "Biz, who are you?

Boy get your name up"

Try to hold me down but you know me now

Look at God, I done came up

They were lookin for the sauce

I was cooking for the boss

Now I'm A-1

Try to keep us out the game

We gon' make it so the game gotta change up

Show love to the haters, ay

Then tell 'em where it came from

One time for the Maker, ay

Same team ain't trade up

Christ gang, I don't bang, ay

I stay in my lane, ay

Metal tucked like a umbrella but

I pray it don't rain, ay

Promise I don't want no smoke

But that ain't really what you want, too

Cuz everybody got they own folk

That'll make a move if you want to

The problem is you prolly think I'm afraid

And in a way that's so true

But I ain't afraid you'll smoke me

Dog I'm afraid I'll smoke you

I ain't the only one with a family

That I gotta make it home to

I need you to make it home, too

They need you to make it home, too

Cats flex for the rap check to make black death look so cool

We just here to make it old news, yeah

Daddy let me loose

They gotta move

Bishop with the burner baby

I got the juice

They hatin' on my team

Cuz we the truth

Won't He do it

And we the proof

We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up

We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up

We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up

We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up

Ay

Fo' Christ pay the whole price

On my whole life no cheap skatin'

Glow like there ain't no light

No ice but I'm peace makin'

HOGs grind boy I eat bacon

Fault lines so I keep quakin'

And the way I make these bars connect

I'm a architect no Freemason

Ah

We baboons to them poodles

I need lots of steak on my pasta plate

I go swagu on them noodles

We go rounds for that gold crown

We don't slow down, we accelerate

So keep tellin' Satan I'm elevatin'

Even though he be hella hatin'

Step your game up and quit bellyachin'

Go hard or hit the casa, brah

Yo bubble up ain't no double up

Well uh, you ain't no hustalah

Huh

See I'm in the game like a right guard

They could lock me up in a psych ward

And I'll still be screamin' out "Christ's Lord"

String me up by my mic chord

Really it will be a honor to go

Cuz the way that they be jokin' about your Word

Got em thinkin' the Church is a comedy show

Never been and I'll never fold

If they snatch me up or I'm dead and cold

The Gospel of Yahshua's still the greatest story ever told

Daddy let me loose

They gotta move

Bishop with the burner baby

I got the juice

They hatin' on my team

Cuz we the truth

Won't He do it

And we the proof

We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up

We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up

We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up

We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up