FancyBeats - Re-Up lyrics

[Intro: Con] Man They saying you got soft on us Saying Lately you just been making these songs about these girls Making all these little slow songs You ain't been rapping for us Man What happened Why You ain't been rapping? [Verse 1: Young D] Oh they Talking About me So They Talking About me Well they don't say it to my face they must be talking round me But they don't Talk Around me They try to underground me But I'm the mainstream boy I thought you knew the six had found me But now they in and outy They always trying to down me They make me make all of the messes someone please get downy Someone please just drown him We'll be better without him He keeps saying he will make it everybody doubt him And now they want to hear me rap more Want to hear me snap more Maybe they could but they didn't even play my crap more And when I made a tape they didn't play that more But when I make a backpack they just saying please do that more D please just go rap more Rapping to get at y'all Y'all won't get a mention I won't ever even at y'all Giving everything I took back I won't jack y'all But I'm taking off on this plane ain't coming back y'all Now [Hook: Young D] Pool up in my backyard Yard is full of stacks dog I got everything I got yes strictly off this crack dog Re-up on this crack dog Spitting all this smack dog Y'all thought that I used it all up I should smack y'all But I won't Man just know That I could stab y'all With this flow Through the throat But never in the back y'all Oh he whack y'all Don't give him that stack y'all He don't even deserve our respect keep your hats on A&R's hit him up and said you coming back dog But I didn't hit em back someone please give me a smack dog Really it ain't that hard You just got to snap off Looking for the hits someone please give me a bat dog Hit it like a baseball Faster than a race car To all the girls we all called please go erase calls Because we didn't make them Believe we didn't make them Man they used to like D But now they only hate him [Verse 2: Young D] Man he used to be our friends He used to be real cool But now he acting like a hole if you talked up to this dude I ain't talking to that dude I'm sorry but it is cool Dog because this is my time and that time is over due And everybody that's around me I don't keep them round Because they don't really need me and they running through this town Every time I'm not around Man they say it's going down So I grind by myself They won't get no credit for this sound No portion of these pounds No section of this crown And when I finally buy the town We gon' Kick them out the town And they won't even barely be found If they do, Than the realest dudes put them underground And that's where I used to be They tried to keep me underground But I leaked that tape into the streets And now they finally heard my sound Yes they finally heard my sound Heard my verbs and all my nouns Man my words are golden now So we chill just like a lounge in that [Hook: Young D] Pool up in my backyard Yard is full of stacks dog I got everything I got yes strictly off this crack dog Re-up on this crack dog Spitting all this smack dog Y'all thought that I used it all up I should smack y'all But I won't Man just know That I could stab y'all With this flow Through the throat But never in the back y'all Oh he whack y'all Don't give him that stack y'all He don't even deserve our respect keep your hats on A&R's hit him up and said you coming back dog But I didn't hit em back someone please give me a smack dog Really it ain't that hard You just got to snap off Looking for the hits someone please give me a bat dog Hit it like a baseball Faster than a race car To all the girls we all called please go erase calls Because we didn't make them Believe we didn't make them Man they used to like D But now they only hate him [Verse 3:Young D] Let me break it down for a minute Spit it Because my mama said I'm gifted Dad said it too but he was lifted But he gave me hustle we gon' get it They used to be just dreams but we gon' live it And If we don't, I'm going livid That's mad It's real sad and real bad When your real friends ain't real man And your real friends don't know they real dads And thank God I don't feel that But while I say that I feel bad So for them I'm Going to spit that dope like crack and them pills back Came up with some dope but once again Just to get them boys a check we a fam forget some friends I only got a few other brothers They came from a few other mothers Who taught us what to do when they love us Lets Re-Up Because soon there's another