Up In Here

[Hook] We see you kids up in here We in the parking lot we like to spark a lot We see you kids up in here I'm with a nine to blaze and with a rhyme to paste We see you kids up in here Aiiyo fuck the fame you better tuck up your change We see you kids up in here And yo most of all, we're supposed to ball [Verse 1] I come off the top broke, like WWF [?] junked out god of rap The feds say an ese say I'm hard to catch I'm on grind daily, I want larger stacks Can't cool with a grudge, fuck a vacation You still alive, realize; you're lucky, be patient The T-R-U-T-H, we great Never compromise with styles and powers we made And we hate how you most be talking You not a thug, say wassup and keep walking Ladies and gents Let it be known that like your father I pay the crazy expense Put your mind right You might find light And if not, me and my dirty still gon' shine bright We ill kids up in this ill biz And please acknowledge what we build with We kill shit [Hook] [Verse 2] Yea we supposed to ball Stop holdin me, yall Why you pushing up all up close on me poor Coming on right and exact, with the rightful attack Stop dreaming, I used to be just like you in fact Never, no 808's spit razor blades Me and my man's linking up to getting major paid Word to Muskabeatz, got love for the streets When I get home, my girl give me hugs so sweet Hug yo heat, nigga yea, love that gun But never think a nigga won't plug you sun When I come through it's like bloods and crips A thug with kids, my peeps know what's up and shit And certainly you can be hurting me Break you off something properly, police emergency We ill kids up in this ill biz And please acknowledge what we build with We kill shit [Hook] [Cut] Up in here Got love for the streets Muskabeatz Gang Starr Muskabeatz, got love for the streets