Level Up

Album cover art for "Level Up" by Blaq Tuxedo

Blaq Tuxedo - Rap, West Coast Rap

Level Up

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Duration: 3:25

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[Chorus] My main ain't gotta front no more Did everything they say I couldn't do any more I just move in silence 'cause the game is so cold Yeah, I'm pourin' up and drinkin' slow I'm all about my cash, smokin' grass, 'bout to blow I just put a pond in my floor Everythin' I did, man, I did it on my own LeBron James with I come home, I'm in the plug in my phone [Verse 1] Yeah, I cannot stay here, I gotta level up I ain't get a scholarship to earn but I still got my money up Then I fucked around, made my own Ivy League Bitch, I'm in my own path, ain't no lane containin' me, containin' me You look when it all goes down, yeah Ain't nobody really round, no Flag touch, we the sound, woah Know I pull up with a bad bitch with the 45's on the trunk Backwoods got me slumped, yeah [Pre-Chorus] Fuck bein' polite, nah Let's bring the dark to the light Light, light, light, yeah Nigga, we ain't aight Cops shootin' on sight Sight, sight, sight, woo [Chorus] My main ain't gotta front no more Did everything they say I couldn't do any more I just move in silence 'cause the game is so cold Yeah, I'm pourin' up and drinkin' slow I'm all about my cash, smokin' grass, 'bout to blow I just put a pond in my floor Everythin' I did, man, I did it on my own LeBron James with I come home, I'm in the plug in my phone [Verse 2] Yeah, she got the ass like woah I let my old bitch go I put the Band-Aid on I rock the Band-Aid like the same lunatic with Air Forces Ones, yeah I got a brand new deal And the new project ill ABA goin' sky high Fuck on 'em like tie dies [Verse 3] Fuck on 'em like tie dies Rare wine over fair time My card never decline She throw it back, that's all mine She wanna settle down I'm in and outta town [Pre-Chorus] Fuck bein' polite, nah Let's bring the dark to the light Light, light, light, yeah Nigga, we ain't aight Cops shootin' on sight Sight, sight, sight, woo [Chorus] My main ain't gotta front no more Did everything they say I couldn't do any more I just move in silence 'cause the game is so cold Yeah, I'm pourin' up and drinkin' slow I'm all about my cash, smokin' grass, 'bout to blow I just put a pond in my floor Everythin' I did, man, I did it on my own LeBron James with I come home, I'm in the plug in my phone [Outro] I wanna ride with you, ride with you (level up, level up, level up, level up) But I had to level up I wanna ride with you, ride with you (level up, level up, level up, level up) But I had to level up

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  • Dominique Logan
  • Darius Logan