MF Preme - Up Beat Lyrics

Hurry up man give me my tempo
Slid the half so we roll an eshtendo
Addin math ya main slid it through the window
Run the bag up split it wit my kinfolk
Been woke
Since I was a 10 shote
When the ace a spade rode in ya rim spoke.
My mind sat at a 100 years on a one way track destined expanetial growth
Now wheres the blunt ta smoke
Im tryna toke
Get outta body wit the crew leave my mind afloat
Think outside the coat size the boat
When you navigatin water make sure the tunes in note
Rippin and sticken these niggas without the gun bust
Leave the crime scene without the commotion
Come through ya shit wit a smooth coup detat
Now Im the H N I C no promotion
Needin the most undivided devotion
When the youngin speak
Not a squeak
Over the beat
Adams Neglect ends in demotion
Mind ya feet
Come wit heat
Its time to eat
For surely and certain youll know
Catch me tippin 4s clocking my doe
Catch ya chicken head knockin the doe
But on my ghettro quest to the sto
MF