Pryde - Way Up lyrics

[Produced by Joey Castellani] [Hook] I looked up in the mirror I gave that sh** a look like I'm the man now, man now They want me to fail, I'm busy feeling myself Understand that I'm really on the way up, way up, way up, way u-up And my crew we're on the way up, way up, way up, way u-up [Verse 1] Look, denim stains on my Y3 belt b**h Money made my whole damn self switch Ain't like this the sh** I take to heaven or hell with Ain't from the sea market but my a** getting selfish Still I'm on the way up, Baby J told me get ignorant When you play that way too humble dude you just forget to flex All my high school friends settled for an office job I'm just here toasting with my team, b**h, mazeltov Not saying office jobs are not the move But why settle and not get a job you love to do? Whole team hella young but b**h we geniuses Who's that guy that walked in with a sweatsuit on? He's the sh** And I bought a steak dinner, f** your judgement, ho I see you chilling at the bar with your good eye I stay in my lane cause I know I'm not the greatest yet But I done played the bottom role enough times Way up [Hook] [Verse 2] Real sh**, real sh** Word to your mother, man, I'm in this b**h Made more than all my teachers folding t-shirts We still keep this room lit up while you hit the switch Fame came just in, I'm wildin' like I'm Bieber Not the richest but I'm acting like it Gave my balls to this game, call that sacrifices Oh chilly weather bring you four figure jacket prices Man, chilly weather brings us hot weather paradises I mean, I wish it did Still working and sorting all of my dividends The silly rapper who secretly ate the Trix for kids Came up in this game and showed you how much of a b**h you is Twenty one but I'm acting like I'm in my thirties Yellow kid but my b**h is Hershey And my team brought bottles to the house f** the club, we turning up on the couch Way up, way up [Hook]