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Boboy Watson - Head Up Lyrics



Boboy Watson - Head Up Lyrics
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Its a boboy watson beat
RIP my brother vision
From under the rain we raised up
From out of that mud
That flower gown bud
They had no love
Now they praise us
Now a young nigga stay laid up
Custom rips on my jeans bitch
Filthy rich money clean and crisp
Built this shit from a bottomless pit
They'll kill you quick for my blue prints
Get the f*ck out my way
Copy, pasting my wave
Drop the bass on yo face
If i aint first im out of place aye
From out the dirt from out the rain aye
Public train to private plane aye
Give a f*ck what u say nigga
Less talking more pay days
Give me that check
Pay your respects
Don't even flex you aint finish your sets
Wont even rest till this game on arrest
Came out the rain water wrist and my neck
Way more nothing less, bless
Checker, chess im talking breast, you get it?
F*ck the talking manifest
Now im walking with my head up aye
My head up aye
My head up aye
My head up aye
Walking with my head up
Pick up the pieces I be that reason
I got the sauce this is my season
Pockets on Polynesian
When you got the rock ooo they reaching
Don't stop the clock im going deep in
Once i got the top ooo im peaking
Vampire sneaky they leeching
They flow is weak it stay creaking
Greeting my demons to tell them goodbye
When you the shit it will follow with flys
Throw up the truth and i swallow the lies
Im dripping with juice they try sipping me dry
Got this game in a noose with a loop and a tie
Im paving the way improving the drive
Dont be slaving away im been waiting to say
All you gatta do is keep your head up aye
My head up aye
My head up aye
My head up aye
Walking with my head up
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Its a boboy watson beat
RIP my brother vision
From under the rain we raised up
From out of that mud
That flower gown bud
They had no love
Now they praise us
Now a young nigga stay laid up
Custom rips on my jeans bitch
Filthy rich money clean and crisp
Built this shit from a bottomless pit
They'll kill you quick for my blue prints
Get the f*ck out my way
Copy, pasting my wave
Drop the bass on yo face
If i aint first im out of place aye
From out the dirt from out the rain aye
Public train to private plane aye
Give a f*ck what u say nigga
Less talking more pay days
Give me that check
Pay your respects
Don't even flex you aint finish your sets
Wont even rest till this game on arrest
Came out the rain water wrist and my neck
Way more nothing less, bless
Checker, chess im talking breast, you get it?
F*ck the talking manifest
Now im walking with my head up aye
My head up aye
My head up aye
My head up aye
Walking with my head up
Pick up the pieces I be that reason
I got the sauce this is my season
Pockets on Polynesian
When you got the rock ooo they reaching
Don't stop the clock im going deep in
Once i got the top ooo im peaking
Vampire sneaky they leeching
They flow is weak it stay creaking
Greeting my demons to tell them goodbye
When you the shit it will follow with flys
Throw up the truth and i swallow the lies
Im dripping with juice they try sipping me dry
Got this game in a noose with a loop and a tie
Im paving the way improving the drive
Dont be slaving away im been waiting to say
All you gatta do is keep your head up aye
My head up aye
My head up aye
My head up aye
Walking with my head up
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Writer: Miphlaah watson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Boboy Watson
Length: 2:10
Written by: Miphlaah watson

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