Goin Up (Straight to Greystone)

Lyrics

[Chorus: Jay 305] I'm the man, you can tell [?] I never ly, I made bail Straight to Greystone, [?] [Verse 1: Jay 305] I ain't rich as Birdman, but I ain't doing bad Came through, I had to tax that Hit it from the back, do my damn thing Do my damn stuff, [?] pinky ring From [?] Crenshaw Niggas like goddamn, where you been, dawg? Said I been getting money, and I been raw And I don't give a fuck about no [?] [?] damn that's a cool cat The same place a nigga used to sell crack I got my big chain, I got my gold teeth See them dollars [?] me This bitch is like goddamn, you the man, huh With the mac [?] that extend, huh Cause I'm a motherfucking player out the Westside And if a nigga got a problem, we gon' [?] [Chorus: Jay 305] I'm the man, you can tell [?] I never ly, I made bail Straight to Greystonе, [?] [Verse 2: DOM KENNEDY] I got my cup up, and I got a sack You won't see me [?] got my back A lot of money on the floor, just without thе [?] And [?] standing with some Benjamans, looking like a mac Talking 'bout fucking on the rug, [?] bubbles in the tub She won't never love [?] hug I get it And it's fine man, really Come through [?] I'm straight First dropped in 08, I'm a legend around the way Didn't go to school everyday, so I never got A's But I got [?], baby, how's that? Banging on the wall, broke the towl rack I'm always looking for a new one, when the crowd's packed And when the only thing she got on is a shower cap She playing us You niggas ain't saying much Songs don't bang enough Shows don't pay enough Scale don't weigh as much Huh I would never trust her [Chorus: Jay 305] I'm the man, you can tell [?] I never ly, I made bail Straight to Greystone, [?]