Xhulooo, Yung Fazo - Boss Up lyrics

Yeah, yeah yeah
(Okay, Goo)

I took lots of losses, had to boss up
That boy is a rat, he finna talk up, oh
That girl hit my phone, I'm getting called up
I could never ever get caught up, woah
She gon' hit my line when I'm going up
I'm getting too old, man, I'm growing up
Too much on my mind but I can't go on up
Too much on my mind but I can't go on up

I know that you want me
Weren't you that girl from the
Club that was on me?
Two big chops aiming right at your homie
I could never change, new year, same old me
These boys, they be cap, man
I swear they so phony
Talk behind the phone but I
Bet you still lonely
Yeah, I got that TEC, man
I'm feeling like Tony
And like man, I'm feeling so cozy
I know you wanna glow
Tryna go fast, tired of being slow
Gotta get out my life, girl, you gotta go
She ask me where we are and I do not know
Please let me know what you doing
Why is it my life you tryna ruin?
You keep tryna text my line like I'm stupid
You hit my line, I hit
Decline, that's how I'm moving, yeah

I took lots of losses, had to boss up
That boy is a rat, he finna talk up, oh
That girl hit my phone, I'm getting called up
I could never ever get caught up, woah
She gon' hit my line when I'm going up
I'm getting too old, man, I'm growing up
Too much on my mind but I can't go on up
Too much on my mind but I can't go on up

You see the pain in my eyes
Fighting for my family
This shit is do or die
I be contemplating suicide
And now my doors go suicide
Now I'm feeling super blind, look
In the mirror, I'm like, "Who am I?"
Stop being so sad, I had to boss up
She be in the past and you
Know that I can't call her
Yeah, we going up, yeah, we blowing up
They ain't fuck with us, but
Now they calling us, yeah
I told Xhulooo we gon' make it
Ain't no worrying success, man
I can taste it
You my brother, yeah, forever
Just be patient i'ma play this song when we
Drive round in spaceships
Yeah, you always was real to me
Never fake it
I'ma make sure we two of the fucking greatest
Yeah, yeah, we ride 'round in that coupe
Yeah
That bitch choose, yeah, Fazo, you so cool
Yeah

I took lots of losses, had to boss up
That boy is a rat, he finna talk up, oh
That girl hit my phone, I'm getting called up
I could never ever get caught up, woah
She gon' hit my line when I'm going up
I'm getting too old, man, I'm growing up
Too much on my mind but I can't go on up
Too much on my mind but I can't go on up