Boss Up

[Produced By Archibald Slim] [Verse 1 – Brylan Kerr] I’m on a [?], selling round [?] assessment Life is such a rocky road, you asking where that captain We say fuck that shit and hit a lick and let’s get active We all up in that field, when shit get real you don’t want no action Smoke a zip, I guess we fucking your bitch, now let’s get active Real live niggas, all we tryna do is function Baby girl, load up in your trunk now where you park it Girl let me see it, you ain’t here for no reason Screaming you a high bitch, ok now you a high bitch Ok now first thing you notice Ferragamo round my waist But baby girl that’s ok cause I’m that man and that [?] Spending hella euros, yeah you cute, what’s up with your friend though? [Verse 2 – OG Maco] Sound like, Piers [?] in the Aston Double O seven, O double G captain Spazzing, for lack of better terms, just go in All this commotion just promotion Niggas sitting over there hoping God please don’t let this bastard make it Incorrect statement, parents still kicking it And as for my downfall I’d have to jump off cliffs bitch No chance, smooth operator, bumping shawty while I bake grams Great plan, masterful Bar set high like an NBA arena goal Manifest, full chrome manifold Platinum Forgiatos, sitting under that Type of shit’ll make your haters ponder it Wonder if, they did what you do just what could come of it Meanwhile, I ain’t heard none of it Focus occupied by them dollar bills and profiting Collared greens and cabbage shit Soul food tunes make your spirit get an upward lift I remember getting five downloads on DatPiff Frustrated, how I’m underdog to this weak shit Upset, run the score up like Tetris Best this, and if you can’t compete you should accept it It’s nothing like a nigga in his feelings acting feminine Remember when them posters used to wannabe like her and him Odds a little different Just looked up to myself in the future tense Present tense, spitting shit that’ll have you needing dentistry Mention me, follow me on twitter, let your mind free Still the free minded son, Kelly going Spike Lee June passed [?] and picture books And player asked me, been counting guala since the damn hook Killer in my pupils, staring contest, have your master shook Red hood and waist vat, joker came out of that No you’re walking [?], slick where I’m [?] that Definitely what a legend got, made in a [?] Trade a million fortunes just to get my brother Dale back Last name Mattox, had to honor him and put the Maco in front of that Rewind, relapse, y’all don’t understand, splurge live as long as I rap Live life gang till my soul fly in dirt naps [Hook – OG Maco][x2] Well I been chilling, planning, plotting real quiet Be silent with your moves to survive Behind the scenes, lurking, working, man I’m tired Boss up pussy nigga or get fired