Upper Hand

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I know, b-blur it
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 C-C-Cas grind it
 I got love for you girl
 But I try not to show I can give you the upper hand
 Selling drugs and catching charges broke my heart
 I probably won't be up with a love again
 Do you really love me, baby?
 Would you hold my work for me?
 She would just do it to be a professor
 Then I guess I'm Hercules
 My niggas go real if that's finna jump her
 Got 20 shooters, nigga, pick a number
 My shirt and my shoes is Gucci
 That's why she give me brain in the front seat of the Hummer
 Give me hell while I'm bending corners
 Might take you to Benihana's
 Love make you do some crazy things
 That's what she told me
 My niggas wanna see me ball like Major Payne
 Now I'm feeling like Koby
 Bitch fucking on the first night, I ain't bought a thing
 And she barely know me
 Spent 20 bands on my mouth with Johnny Dang
 Still got a cheque on me
 Seem like the jury be keeping me sane
 I'm playing them part as I'm stuck in the rain
 My niggas still chopping, they stuck in the game
 For me there are crowds so stay in your lane
 I need a Megan Thee Stallion
 I spent ten thousand on a medallion
 Yves Saint Laurent on my feet, I be stylin'
 And my feeling like she from the island
 She know where the nut land and no callin'
 Baby, I'm not your man, I don't got it
 Nigga, this ain't off brand, it's Versace
 Nigga, you brought no bands in your pocket
 I went to east in the shine
 But give me my space 'cause I keep a rocket
 Got 24 hours, feel like I'm running out of time
 And I see people watching
 Keep my head above water
 I'm having flashbacks of taking drugs on us
 All the work in the car, they calling me a drug hoarder
 Probably never show it but I told her I got love for her
 Keep my head above water
 I'm having flashbacks of taking drugs on us
 All the work in the car, they calling me a drug hoarder
 Probably never show it but I told her I got love for her
 I got love for you girl
 But I try not to show that I can give you the upper hand
 Selling drugs and catching charges broke my heart
 I probably won't be up with a love again
 Do you really love me, baby?
 Would you hold my work for me?
 She would just do it to be a professor
 Then I guess I'm Hercules
 My niggas go real if that's finna jump her
 Got 20 shooters, nigga, pick a number
 My shirt and my shoes is Gucci
 That's why she give me brain in the front seat of the Hummer
 Give me hell while I'm bending corners
 Might take you to Benihana's
 

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Duration
02:14
Key
1
Tempo
148 BPM

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