Young Roddy - Up Here lyrics

[Verse 1: Curren$y] n***as know, the lyrical molesting has taken place Second guess it's spit vicious ain't safe Concetrated on the album fell back from the tapes Soon as this is done it's back to square 1 It's the return of the real life live n***a no tint Ride fly, Don't hide Record label meetings I'm high in 'em Got a n***a stressed They don't want to cut the check 'less they they feel they'll get a major ??? Try to put me in a house n***a suit So they could present me to the press But I built my own house and you're an unwelcome guest My heart, my mind is where I hit my wealth first My pocket and my bank account came next C6 'vettes, G-5 jets, 20K bets, while you n***as still in debt Wondering what I'm doing why haven't I dropped yet I'm on your b**hes mind and a haters neck [Hook - Curren$y] I can't see you n***as from up here And I can't hear you n***as from up here So I ain't too concerned you're doing down there Cuz it's that s**a sh** and I'll not allow it around here [Verse 2: Curren$y] When the wheels touch down You know the jets are in town Smoking from the personal pound I leave ground still high after the plane land Your b**h with me,you left us 17 voice mails n***a daaamn You're myspaceing and facebooking, looking for your girl To no avail , she's been tooken Spitta and that jet music what she get used to Can't beat us, can't join us neither We dont need ya, got the eye's on the prize my n***a We dont see ya,n***as starving for attention So they throwin' bait to the sky fly fishin' I ain't trippin cuz them separatists ain't even in a n***a division This is real rap, them n***as is real whack I'm standing in the customer service return line With my microphone, trying to bring hip hop back [Hook - Curren$y] I can't see you n***as from up here And I can't hear you n***as from up here So I ain't too concerned what you're doing down there Cuz it's that s**a sh** and I'll not allow it around here [Third Verse: Young Roddy] Since the clock don't stop I'm getting money in the rush All the sh** that I heard, I kept it on the hush And I'm fly as f**, I don't need no kush Just smelling like purple haze mixed with the million bucks And mamma told me: hold it down,she doesn't ask for much So I'm on my gefferson sh**, im movin up And my Texas homie told me that in a year they'll screw me up And never will I ever touch girl without guts Real n***as call it sk**s and fake n***as call it luck So most n***as pay vaginas, so most n***as get f**ed And I still run the city like a RTA bus But I'm still hard to find like a diamond in the rough Yeah a trendsetter so they copy how I do mine And n***a switch to this hustle when I got a new grind We keep jars of kush, no grey poupon And circle locked and safe, nah, we dont need no new guys [Hook - Curren$y]