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Yo Trane

Pullin Up

 

Pullin Up

(album: Waves In The Moonlight - 2019)


Searching for the wrong things
Heading to the club, a place of nonsense
People showing me fake love
Bitches turning up with the thugs
Rolling with the gang, what's up?
Pour me a drink, don't want no Xans in my cup
Only hustlers understand
We work too hard, now we gon' play

I'm pulling up in a Rover all black
I needed help but they never called back
I wanted love shawty never wrote back
Now her closest bitches hanging with the crew because I'm next

Well I know they don't care about us
Sadly tryna show off, ordered 20 bottles
We should probably save instead of wasting dollars
When I'm with my crew I'm always doing the wrong shit
Yeah

Smoking on that gas, sipping on drinks
Dying slow and living fast, she don't wanna think
And the homies wanna flex, they throwing bands
I remember waiting the bus when we were young

Now I'm pulling up, pulling up on you
Now I'm pulling up, pulling up on you
Show me your love, you're all that I need
Without you all this cash don't mean a thing

Pour up that Moët
Parisian girls get so wet
Make them change their old ways
Throw it up, get ratchet
Every time we get a check
There's a 80% we'll blow it
I never do this unless
I'm drunk or high, now I'm both

I'm thinking of those days when I was broke
I was running through my city doing bad shit, shit
This been going on and on for long
Growing up, nigga we're still growing up
Ain't no turning down 'cause we're gon' keep going up
I just rolled a blunt, smoked my problems away
They didn't listen what my grandfather said
Rolling up, drinking till I'm throwing up
Cross faded up, wilding with the crew it's getting late
It's 5 AM, I'm thinking 'bout us
Might end up pulling up on you

Smoking on that gas, sipping on drinks
Dying slow and living fast, she don't wanna think
And the homies wanna flex, they throwing bands
I remember waiting the bus when we were young

Now I'm pulling up, pulling up on you
Now I'm pulling up, pulling up on you
Show me your love, you're all that I need
Without you all this cash don't mean a thing

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