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Upchurch

We On

 

We On


[Upchurch:]
I got my head up in the clouds I'm gone
Why these haters hate me if they sing my songs?
We on (We on, we on, we on)
We on (We on, we on, we on)

[Showtime:]
I'm a phenomenon, I'm not a rapper
Superman kinda like the Comic-Con
Like kamikaze I body rappers Benghazi
Got alot of friends in Denali's
I'm loud up at the party
I'm waking up next to Molly
I'm out of my motherfucking mind baby
But even in the dark I'm still gon' shine
Yeah they be throwing shade but I illuminate the darkness
TV trash you motherfuckers they turn into garbage
People gon' hate 'cause they not of your caliber
Coming at you like Dracula, going at your vernacular
I'm attacking every person that said I was blacking up
Now it's crackers that's cracking up at the fact that I'm crack now
Go

[Upchurch:]
I got my head up in the clouds I'm gone
Why these haters hate me if they sing my songs?
We on (We on, we on, we on)
We on (We on, we on, we on)
I got my head up in the clouds I'm gone
Why these haters hate me if they sing my songs?
We on (We on, we on, we on)
We on (We on)
We on (We on)

Stuck inside the music without a beat I swear I hardly think
I done spent four years chasing crazy dreams and making drinks
Getting tattoos on my body 'cause I'm addicted to the pain
Addicted to my foolish ways, addicted to these ladies man
Went to sleep with no money, wake up with a quarter mil
Half naked girls rocking nothing but some high heels
Telling me they want my babies all kind of crazy other shit
Tell me how they think I feel, I'm just tryna make a mil
And help my family pay the bills, stay my ground and keep it real
But that just seems so hard to do when everybody tryna cop a feel
Pull up in that SS, I'm just tryna get some gas
Shorty add an eighth to that, tried to throw me extra ass

Tried to throw me extra ass
Tried to throw me extra ass
Tried to throw me extra ass
Tried to throw me extra ass
Tried to throw me extra ass
Tried to throw me extra ass

I got my head up in the clouds I'm gone
Why these haters hate me if they sing my songs?
We on (We on, we on, we on)
We on (We on, we on, we on)
I got my head up in the clouds I'm gone
Why these haters hate me if they sing my songs?
We on (We on, we on, we on)
We on (We on)
We on (We on)

I got my head up in the clouds I'm gone (I got my head up in the clouds I'm gone)

I got my head up in the clouds I'm gone
Why these haters hate me if they sing my songs?
We on (We on, we on, we on)
We on (We on, we on, we on)
I got my head up in the clouds I'm gone
Why these haters hate me if they sing my songs?
We on (We on, we on, we on)
We on (We on)
We on (We on)

I got my head up in the clouds I'm gone (I got my head up in the clouds I'm gone)

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