Joe King - Be Up (feat. Jakobe_88) Lyrics

I'ma handle that shit on my own, yeah, I'm grown
This shit off the dome
I'ma let the pressure go
I'm not afraid to go

First, they was hatin, man
Then they tried to be my friend
Past tense
Yeah, I felt jaded

I gave my boy my address
Then I got raided
Busted through my door
Got my head off the pavement

Thinkin' I'm cooperatin
Wanna know what happened
But my memory is faded
Twenty years of life

Now that's what I'm facin
Nah, I don't do fronts
When you see you had my payment
Gotta go to court

Hell nah, I don't do statements
Need a couple bars
Got my plates off, you racin
My bad, man

My bad, man
I ain't got nothin' left to prove
Don't take my ass down to no f*ckin' station
Ain't sayin' a word

Thinkin' I'm cooperatin
Now come and walk in my shoes
How much do you really wanna be up
Came too far from that kid in the basement

Oh, I miss your birthday
Well, happy belated
Your funeral's in three days
And I hope you can make it

Dress from neck to toe
Cause you decapitated
Now you can't really think down in meditation
How much do you really wanna be up