It Goes Up Freestyle (Feat. Tech N9ne, Dax, Krizz Kaliko, Bernz, & Ubi)

Yeah, 31

It Goes Up edition

And I brought friends this time (let's go)

The wicks lit fire it up like a John wick clip

Rip shit rhymers are hype as a hibiscus

Live this every night grinding we like wiz kids

Sickness all in my lining it's quite cryptic

Rap patterns that batter them like hammers and

Amateurs can't hang with shenanigans try grappling

Handle them like baggage that shatters we magnanimous

Ravenous can't slang with the hatters that bang Alices

Better be on your job 'cause you might fucking need it

Lazy motherfuckers cry to be the zenith

You really think it's just scenic when you've become the phoenix

But how can you stomach the heat if you're bulimic

We Run with elitists that's known to wreak of genius

Ain't a secret we been the meanest the coldest in the genus

Double helix it's in my DNA to be twice the meanest

Christ defeated Demons strategic trying to find the weakest

Oh, vacay for, like, days

When Tech N9ne called and he asked for may day

Ubi, Dax and Kaliko all came

Now the whole damn club is fucking or engaged

Tour of duty so unruly

Saving all the stories for when we makin the movie

Tearing up the crowd every night its a thing of beauty

Till we in the afterparty and smoking too many doobies bitch

Shouts to security for all the drinks

I think I need me a sabbatical after this shit

I know you think you know but homie its a fucking Myth

No one could ever really understand the life we live

Love me or me alone

Is now the only attitude I'm feeling when I perform

Feel like I'm in a dream team and a night mare to ya'll

So don't wake up if I sleep walk

Yeah uh, I need a dollar for every person who doubted me

To buy my soul back from the people who took it out of me

Independent greatness embedded, I'm on my Master P

I'm tryna stack it higher for niggas' who coming after me

I got a couple things I want to discuss

Why's masculinity defined by niggas' acting so tough

Why is my happiness reflected by me buying so much

And spending money on these women when it's never enough

Yeah, introspective had to peep it from my new perspective

Half of the shit they told me was a lie, and they was so deceptive

I was never one to make connections, yeah, I lack reception

Promised I would get it on my own and never be dependent

So who you answer to?

I answer to God

No entity, man-made machine, no fraud

I'm the CEO so see me go far

No rap, no cap, that's facts, it's Dax

I can't deny it

Why try it I'm a veteran

I don't know why you hyping like you better than

And you can try and hide it but no

I'm kinda psychic like Eleven is

A lot of rappers writing, but they type is quite repetitive

I'm selfish with the bars

In private life I'm generous

I can't entertain y'all silly diatribes and rhetoric

The game's a motherfucker we idolize an oedipus

Tell leadership that we we desire higher benefits

I'm holding my breath

Y'all know the rest

Older ex member show up

Still hoping we coalesce

It's over, go with regret

They say that all of that hate is affecting your brain chemistry

Uh I tell them that they can expect the same energy

Yeah, came to collect and drain

Taking your breath away

They caress your flesh and then take a rest in the Everglades

Favored and decorated greater when separated

Every day and second I gave it labor and effort made it, yeah

I been way too generous and general people all on my genitals

Mentally bent and the fentanyl's hit and got no sense at all

And pimple popped that incident thinking we just defending it

Internets undefeated and exposing secrets so intimate

Don't lead too far away into it

Gotta flip with a dismount

Don't flinch when it gets out

Everybody, anybody been getting it Krizz for the discount

But me and N9NA the payday

On the way with Mike and may day

They say us get the boot and shoot

And you believe what they say

Stacks with Dax, we get plaques, y'all relaxing

Relax, don't make me act black bout that action

Rap class with bad ass kids and tongue lashing

Get your fat ass in bed by ten and quit rapping

And easily could make a nonbeliever say it's so

It's a sequel but it's equal to the shit I said before

It's okay if you just say what you say, you don't really know

You need some proof, you need some proof

Let Kali Baby say it's so uh

I ain't even gotta say nothin'

'Cause I stay bussin', never nay bluffin'

All you gotta do is hit the play button, I'ma spray glutton

Don't you worry 'bout the pay cut & who the A. Fuckin'

I'm vajay crushin', but I'm lay hushin'

Raise up and then I'm way buzzin' when I'm hey puffin', cray clutchin'!

Man I been given the gift (aye)

And I been gettin' the grip (aye)

Grand I be livin' in fantasy vision how can I be missin' the chips (woo)

With no guts, it's no bucks get no plus

Just go buss wit' no fucks, it goes up!

I'm sick and tired of this motherfuckin' shit

You niggas liars comin' thug and suckin' dick

And then it expires 'cause it wasn't what it spit

All your subbin' stuff it quits

No more bluffing plug exists! (aye)

To dominate the industry's been a race (Pyune)

They tryna kill me then call it a cold case

But wait they cannot close it on Yates

He's y'all fate so if you don't open the case

I'ma unload in your fuckin' face (Tim Roth, Pulp Fiction)