Young M.A - Act'n Up lyrics

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Young M.A - Act'n Up lyrics

[Intro: Young M.A] Oh sh** Now I'm acting up Now I'm acting up Gotta let me in Now I'm acting up M.A [Chorus: Young M.A] Now I'm acting up I'm here now Tell em pack it up I got the act up They try to act up I'm tooled up Tell em back up Hit the club Through a rack up (x2) Now I'm acting up Now, it's time to act up Oh, now I'm acting up Now I'm acting up (x4) Now I'm acting up [Verse 1: Young M.A] Told motherf**ers, Ima make it Been about 10 years I been waiting I swear these new n***as overrated Who am I? I'm history in the making I'm just grinding cause I'm here to make the bacon And if it's hard for me to make it Ima take it Ima load up that 7 .45 And if a n***a disrespect They gotta die I ain't scared to look a n***a in his eye And you will never see fear inside of mines I got an I don't give a f** mental And if that p**y running up Man down Tell these labels come f** with the girl But these n***as can't f** with the girl And you know, I keep the Paingang with me And you know, they turn up for the girl All these women wanna f** with the girl And for a buck, she a s*ut for the girl But if she ain't tryna get a head up She gotta go cause thats a must for the girl Hold on, Ima be an issue I'm about to make these hating n***as like [?] I hope you comprehend I hope its getting through Cause what I'm finna do is put some [?] in that [?] [Chorus: Young M.A] [Verse 2: Young M.A] I drank the whole Henny bottle Now I'm bangin' And this b**h I got with me is a 10 Brownskin, pretty thing, kinda thick But for some odd reason I keep looking at her friend (Oh, I'm acting up) Boy I came here to win So why the f** you n***as came here again? Cause you ain't doing what you speaking You ain't speaking what you doing You talk loud But your money on mute I been getting money n***a this ain't nothing new All I do is get money Cause ain't nothing else to do f** you worried about me for? Worry about you I don't even know you n***as I don't even have a clue Who the f** you n***as is Or what the f** you n***as do So you can't judge me Unless you walking in my shoes So back back For I click clack Make you snooze And have all you hating a** n***as on the news [Chorus: Young M.A]