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Way Up Video (MV)




Performed By: MILLI
Length: 3:24
Written by: James Johnson




MILLI - Way Up Lyrics
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You can break my heart but you cant break my pockets (Break my pockets)
This drip too hard like a water hydrant (Water hydrant)
Gotta new AP but ion play for the vikings (For the vikings)
Thoughts to myself these n****s think they psychic (Think they psychic)
Told that bitch go kick rocks she went hiking (She went hiking)
She was doing too much that hoe love some nike (Love some nike)
Just bought some Fendi it fit to my liking (Fit to my liking)
Don't be looking too hard you know these diamonds fighting (Diamonds fighting)
Promise i won't never fold up (Fold up)
When i was down no one showed up (Showed up)
My heart froze i cant show no love (No love)
Stacking these racks to my shoulder (Shoulder)
Pull my dick out watch her go nuts (Go nuts)
Bad little vibe and she fine as wine (Fine as wine)
Slip in that pussy like nike slides
And cut that hoe off like a samurai (Cut)
I seen the op tryna catch a slide
I left the kel-tec but i had the .9
These n****s know that i'm number 1 (Number 1)
Last time i was 2 back in 99
Tired of my bitch cus she always crying, put this dick in her mouth like a pacifier
Ain got time for no smoke imma be blunt with my n***a just pass the fire (Pass the fire)
Tryna be extra but missing the point these bitches ain't no good
I'm smoking on cali but this ain't joint gotta roll out a backwood
Like my first birthday i knew that i was the 1, put on for my damn hood
I get money for breakfast dinner and lunch, we ain't eating no more canned goods
I hit the gas and i'm gone
Passing that bitch like Mahomes
I done been on this road and its long
Gotta talk to my bruh through a phone
I pray he and Dee coming home
Our family keeping it strong
I hop on the beat set the tone
We came from the streets it was wrong)
Ran up a bag i learned how to hustle
All of this cash i put in a duffle
I spread them racks all over my muscle
N***a these choppers loaded they don't buffer
(N***a these choppers loaded they don't buffer)
(N***a these choppers loaded they don't buffer)
On the way up
N***a the only way up
Hop in the yo and i spit out this dope (This dope)
Soon as you turn on the beat i just go (Just go)
Pray i never fall in love with a hoe (No hoe)
These bitches get down for a four for four
My n****s be slime my fam full of locs
I'm coming with smoke either way it go
My right to bare arms i dont need a coat
Straight to the top watch a young n***a float
Bitch i'm the truth you aint gotta believe me
Dripping this water i need me a squeegee
Fell like john cena these niggas cant see me
My brother gone ride i call em Luigi
The hardest alive i'm feeling like weezy
But i cannot lie this shit aint come easy
Gotta survive its eat or be eaten
I nut her in eye so she cannot semen
(N***a these choppers loaded they don't buffer)
On the way up
N***a the only way up
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You can break my heart but you cant break my pockets (Break my pockets)
This drip too hard like a water hydrant (Water hydrant)
Gotta new AP but ion play for the vikings (For the vikings)
Thoughts to myself these n****s think they psychic (Think they psychic)
Told that bitch go kick rocks she went hiking (She went hiking)
She was doing too much that hoe love some nike (Love some nike)
Just bought some Fendi it fit to my liking (Fit to my liking)
Don't be looking too hard you know these diamonds fighting (Diamonds fighting)
Promise i won't never fold up (Fold up)
When i was down no one showed up (Showed up)
My heart froze i cant show no love (No love)
Stacking these racks to my shoulder (Shoulder)
Pull my dick out watch her go nuts (Go nuts)
Bad little vibe and she fine as wine (Fine as wine)
Slip in that pussy like nike slides
And cut that hoe off like a samurai (Cut)
I seen the op tryna catch a slide
I left the kel-tec but i had the .9
These n****s know that i'm number 1 (Number 1)
Last time i was 2 back in 99
Tired of my bitch cus she always crying, put this dick in her mouth like a pacifier
Ain got time for no smoke imma be blunt with my n***a just pass the fire (Pass the fire)
Tryna be extra but missing the point these bitches ain't no good
I'm smoking on cali but this ain't joint gotta roll out a backwood
Like my first birthday i knew that i was the 1, put on for my damn hood
I get money for breakfast dinner and lunch, we ain't eating no more canned goods
I hit the gas and i'm gone
Passing that bitch like Mahomes
I done been on this road and its long
Gotta talk to my bruh through a phone
I pray he and Dee coming home
Our family keeping it strong
I hop on the beat set the tone
We came from the streets it was wrong)
Ran up a bag i learned how to hustle
All of this cash i put in a duffle
I spread them racks all over my muscle
N***a these choppers loaded they don't buffer
(N***a these choppers loaded they don't buffer)
(N***a these choppers loaded they don't buffer)
On the way up
N***a the only way up
Hop in the yo and i spit out this dope (This dope)
Soon as you turn on the beat i just go (Just go)
Pray i never fall in love with a hoe (No hoe)
These bitches get down for a four for four
My n****s be slime my fam full of locs
I'm coming with smoke either way it go
My right to bare arms i dont need a coat
Straight to the top watch a young n***a float
Bitch i'm the truth you aint gotta believe me
Dripping this water i need me a squeegee
Fell like john cena these niggas cant see me
My brother gone ride i call em Luigi
The hardest alive i'm feeling like weezy
But i cannot lie this shit aint come easy
Gotta survive its eat or be eaten
I nut her in eye so she cannot semen
(N***a these choppers loaded they don't buffer)
On the way up
N***a the only way up
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Writer: James Johnson
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