Pressa - Give Me Up lyrics

[Pressa - Give Me Up lyrics]

Yeah

Now throw it up 'cause we
Come from metro housing
Who would have ever knew my
Suede would turn to velvet
I hit the mall and spend
Nothing less than a thousand
I hit a river full of diamonds
Starting drowning skate, I'm so icy, ayy
Feds on me, got away, niggas
Tried to kill me, no way
In the trap my way, with Ontario plates
Ayy ayyy, outside gettin' that bank, ayy
Ayy ayy, switching up my new bae
Champagne, I don't drink no Bombay, yeah

Lil' nigga got the juice
Feel like a superpower
He skipped class and shoot dice
Throughout the lunch hour
And my city kinda turnt up, got a new sound
We got some blue feathers flyin'
With some gold owls
We got cash now, this money make 'em mad now
Could never back, pop these
Bullets to his back, pow
And if I say so then
You couldn't come back 'round
What's your background? Got it
Out the traphouse
And it's dirty, my niggas doin' 30
And free my nigga 30
I call him Stephen Curry
Oppas don't got me worried, I stay
With it, must be crazy, yeah

Soon as you slip, you fall, they hit you up
Can't trust a bitch
Don't know if they'll give me up
He lost his life 'cause a bitch
That must have sucked
The bitches go Milwaukee
Do anything for a buck
I met some bitches in the club
Do anything for a hug
And I swear getting money
More addicting than drugs
I keep my circle real small
'cause the mafia bugged
They wasn't fucking with us, lost my dog
We went nuts

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