Give It up, Next lyrics

by

Slippydoor


[Chorus 1]
Give It up, f*ck It up making Choices‚ Get a Report
When the Game's f*ckin' over
I'ma gettin up when sh*t come closer‚ lookin' like a cold 32 with a bruise no limit‚ runnin to the edge, find a way, Aesthetic
Makin lot effort for the gram Everybody tryna rollplay All these Persona‚ they don't f*ckin have yea, f*ck it up, kiddos live it up

[Chorus 2]
Give it‚ f*ck it, Next. (Give It)
Give it up f*ck it up Next
Give it, f*ck it, Next
Give it up f*ck it up Next

Get Done go to the Next round
Make One then I Make Guap
Get Done go to the Next round
Make One then I Make Guap

[Verse 1]
Clock, Turning 10 PM Good Morning it's a New Day
Sip a Cup of water better prevent Firefighters, Oh sh*t
Nowadays People Changing
Yea, it's life Everything's always ballin'
Do nothing in the ring mean's
Letting them stepping for Free on your skin
I Just wanna take a break

Get Lost in the Jungle, Our Home ain't no Temple
Go Broke find a Color, No sh*t is Forever
There's no a Tomorrow, All now
J.I.D, S.I.K Motherf*ckin' C.O.R.D.A.E
One Day gonna take a Dinner with these real OG's
I'ma do me and wait Until sh*t Get Real

[Chorus 1]
Give It up, f*ck It up making Choices, Get a Report
When the Game's f*ckin' over
I'ma gettin up when sh*t come closer, lookin' like a cold 32 with a bruise no limit, runnin to the edge, find a way, Aesthetic
Makin lot effort for the gram Everybody tryna rollplay All these Persona, they don't f*ckin have yea, f*ck it up, kiddos live it up

[Chorus 2]
Give it, f*ck it, Next. (Give It)
Give it up f*ck it up Next
Give it, f*ck it, Next. (Give It)
Give it up f*ck it up Next

Get Done go to the Next round
Make One then I Make Guap
Get Done go to the Next round
Make One then I Make Guap

[Verse 2]
Molly Other sh*t, I ain't need no Nothing
Enjoy the Fear and Tension, I Live in Negative
Live in the city, Run Run Then stop
Let's have some Cups of, Coffee's
I've Into Writing Lately
Here, I wrote a little Poetry

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers
A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked
If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers
Should I Worry Bout' these Mumble Rappers?

I've Been thinking more Than I'm Living
Money Looking matter most doesn't make a Living
Queue For a Gate nobody never Ever Gonna Make It
Waiting For The Dust, Yo b*tch What you want?
You Be Dreamin'

[Chorus 1]
Give It up, f*ck It up making Choices, Get a Report
When the Game's f*ckin' over
I'ma gettin up when sh*t come closer, lookin' like a cold 32 with a bruise no limit, runnin to the edge, find a way, Aesthetic
Makin lot effort for the gram Everybody tryna rollplay All these Persona, they don't f*ckin have yea, f*ck it up, kiddos live it up

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