LVL Up

Lyrics

[Intro] Triple 3's, then triple 7's only It's 'bout time you level up, yah Uh [Verse 1] Rollin' back to back, grade-A wit' my bad chick And she on, and that's a fact I ain't trippin', them nigga's bitchin' I'm chillin', so relaxed Diamonds all intact, Trippy Stick I'm smokin' It's hash inside of that, yah Cruisin' with my bucket low, tryna get these G's and them M's Yeah my [?] show Them suckas show, plenty feelin's While I'm high, starin' up at the ceilin' Money peelin', Chevy doors slammin', I'm four wheelin' Dior vision's, for my women Them Loubies too We men of honor, like you been good? And now- who are you? Cruisin' through, engine barkin', parallel parkin' I'm smokin' in my coupe Nigga's callin' I'm stallin', sayin' that I'ma come through I be too beamed up, burnin' papers, gettin' paper Oohh they mad I'm G'd up But nigga fuck 'em tho I'm wakin' up on another coast You wakin' up to bullshit, on another note [Chorus] Money, girls, and weed it seems is all I ever see, through these dark ass shades All my niggas say with me Level Up, all my bitches, Level Up She keep her sunglasses on while she rollin' up her trees Level Up, she with me, Level Up I got the windows down and I let her feel the breeze Level Up, I'm a G, Level Up Yah [Verse 2] Uh I make music so that my ex girls, get news of my next girls Make nigga's jealous so much as they loose respect for her Everything they stand for, everything they claiming Most these nigga's owe these labels So that's what they hold they hands for Presidential Rollies, bitches throwin' the pussy that they owe me I let 'em wear out they arm, nice and slowly James told me, "Bread and butter, bread and butter Keep 'em amongst each other" Now it's women in my suites waitin', they undercovers In the front room, it's me and the same dudes Breathin' in the same fumes, we follow the same rules LVL clique, get on these beats and excel shit I can tell when, nigga's is usin' my sales pitch I don't get upset, cause always them nigga's failed quick Shoutout to my set None of these nigga's derail us I don't know what's next, but money just seems to trail us Follow in my steps, I promise that I won't fail us All 'cause [Chorus] Money, girls, and weed it seems is all I ever see Through these dark ass shades, all my niggas say with me Level Up, all my bitches, Level Up She keep her sunglasses on while she rollin' up her trees Level Up, she with me, Level Up I got the windows down and I let her feel the breeze Level Up, I'm a G, Level Up [Outro] (x2) Money, girls, and weed it seems is all I ever see (Through these dark ass shades as I'm blowin' on my trees) She keep her sunglasses on while she rollin' up her trees (She with me, got the window down, I let her feel the breeze)