Pak-Man - Ground Up lyrics
[Pak-Man - Ground Up lyrics]
It's the return of the legend again
I make everyone remember my name
Let's take a trip down memory lane
My life's been a movie
Now I'm selling this pain
Cause I'm sick and tired
Of selling this caine
Young G turned an eighth into forty-thousand
Then I turned Pateks into water fountains
Nana went Pakistan and he saw the mountains
Then I walked in the kitchen
And saw the mountains
Rappers mad liars, all my tracks fire
Never had our stacks wirеd
We were cash firеs
Don't you know I risked years
Just to sit here? Don't you know I'm Ric
Flair with this wristwear?
Don't you know this is UK rap's finest?
Took losses and I always came back shining
Never once did you ever come back sliding
Money in the bank rising like gang violence
I've built this from the ground up
No label couldn't clown us
Remember being down bruck
Showed that girl a hundred-thousand and
Told her "Count up"
I've built this from the ground up
No label couldn't clown us
Remember being down bruck
Showed that girl a hundred-thousand and
Told her "Count up"
Allah have mercy on my
Grandfather's soul please
Tears in my eyes while I'm
Praying on both knees
Seen people hide their pain with liquor
Others smoke weed neither helps you proceed
I weren't getting no sleep
No pain worse than death
No last words are left
Cold heart, this world's a mess
Go hard, don't work for less
Stuck in the game
Go clean up your dirty bread
Caine isn't worth the stretch
Sit back, observe, reflect
Learned to be courteous
Even though I grew up round
Trap stars and murderers
Mum's in her sixties and her
Crib's getting searched by feds
Thinking bout it hurts my head
Still buying dinners and hammers in
Your thirties is stress
Swings and roundabouts
Things put down in South
How could you count me out?
Quarter milli, count it out
I'm a real powerhouse
You're looking like a coward now
You see how I dress, how I flex
Tell me how I sound
I've built this from the ground up
No label couldn't clown us
Remember being down bruck
Showed that girl a hundred-thousand and
Told her "Count up"
I've built this from the ground up
No label couldn't clown us
Remember being down bruck
Showed that girl a hundred-thousand and
Told her "Count up"
I make everyone remember my name
Let's take a trip down memory lane
My life's been a movie
Now I'm selling this pain
Cause I'm sick and tired
Of selling this caine
Young G turned an eighth into forty-thousand
Then I turned Pateks into water fountains
Nana went Pakistan and he saw the mountains
Then I walked in the kitchen
And saw the mountains
Rappers mad liars, all my tracks fire
Never had our stacks wirеd
We were cash firеs
Don't you know I risked years
Just to sit here? Don't you know I'm Ric
Flair with this wristwear?
Don't you know this is UK rap's finest?
Took losses and I always came back shining
Never once did you ever come back sliding
Money in the bank rising like gang violence
I've built this from the ground up
No label couldn't clown us
Remember being down bruck
Showed that girl a hundred-thousand and
Told her "Count up"
I've built this from the ground up
No label couldn't clown us
Remember being down bruck
Showed that girl a hundred-thousand and
Told her "Count up"
Allah have mercy on my
Grandfather's soul please
Tears in my eyes while I'm
Praying on both knees
Seen people hide their pain with liquor
Others smoke weed neither helps you proceed
I weren't getting no sleep
No pain worse than death
No last words are left
Cold heart, this world's a mess
Go hard, don't work for less
Stuck in the game
Go clean up your dirty bread
Caine isn't worth the stretch
Sit back, observe, reflect
Learned to be courteous
Even though I grew up round
Trap stars and murderers
Mum's in her sixties and her
Crib's getting searched by feds
Thinking bout it hurts my head
Still buying dinners and hammers in
Your thirties is stress
Swings and roundabouts
Things put down in South
How could you count me out?
Quarter milli, count it out
I'm a real powerhouse
You're looking like a coward now
You see how I dress, how I flex
Tell me how I sound
I've built this from the ground up
No label couldn't clown us
Remember being down bruck
Showed that girl a hundred-thousand and
Told her "Count up"
I've built this from the ground up
No label couldn't clown us
Remember being down bruck
Showed that girl a hundred-thousand and
Told her "Count up"