Lynx the Indigo Child - Up (feat. Rios) Lyrics

Good God, smooth spick and span and it slaps like a butch broad
Even if I stood next to Shaq, I'd have stood tall
Water in your glass starts to splash when my foot stomps
Y'all wanna rap, but y'all trash once the hook stops

So pass me the cook pot, a handful of fans turn to masses like Woodstock
Consistent with your brand is when you can but you would not
Just tryna pay my fam and get some land in a good spot
There's a myriad of y'all niggas, very odd

Undercover sketchy cop, no taste
Becky sauce, reach for the stars
Earn stripes, no Betsy Ross
Had to take the lengthy walk, they try to block the entry off

In my journal entry, I have every thought buried logged
And it hit like Barry Bonds, batting with a cherry bomb
Like I'm packin' for a flight, gotta carry on
Ain't gotta worry, I'm Gucci like fruits be this juice be

Leaking out my cerebral like steamin' fountains
Get off my phone and disconnect and try to seek an outlet
Can't overthink, I slow my breathing, they can't see me doubtin
F*ck what they think, just let it stream just like I'm peeing Calvin

My discernment is to earnest, ain't no feeling out shit
I've been learnin' that the silent sinner screams the loudest
While y'all confirmin' y'all entitled in your regal outfits
I've been churnin' all this fire, I'ma feed the town with

Play my theme when I jump in the function
God bless me with love in abundance
Life prepped me for the beast in the dungeon
I'm trustin' in God and my gut, f*ck your judgment, I'm up

I'm trustin' in God and my gut, f*ck your judgment, I'm up
I'm trustin' in God and my gut, f*ck your judgment, I'm up
So keep that bad juju from me like Sadhguru
Shoo, shoo, you bring in one snake, watch how fast they quadruple

My ego is Brian in that Mitsubishi Evo
She hella fine but I don't miss that bitch she evil
How y'all movin' wasn't cool, got me spittin' like Carlito
Now I grew cold, I went MIA, circle small as a screwhole

Shit, what can I say, paranoia like I'm Chvlo
And grand-pop's on my pendant like him I'm pensive
The only rest I get is restless
Feel it in my bones, it probably shows on forensics

No filler out the lips, trim the fat like Ozempic
Give it to you real, you think that Katt Williams penned it
Invest like the stock exchange, the rest I'ma spend
The opposite of how my mama raised, me to spend it

Just remember my friendship, when I reached in my pocket
You said you need it, I lent it
When I close back my wallet, I ain't have nothin' left it
That's life lesson, I attest it

I'm always on some 90 plus 10 shit
I pull up with the bands like a tiny desk entrance

Play my theme when I jump into function
God bless me with love in abundance
Life prepped me for the beast in the dungeon
I'm trusting in God and my gut f*ck your judgment, I'm up

I'm trusting in God and my gut, f*ck your judgment, I'm up
I'm trusting in God and my gut, f*ck your judgment, I'm up, bitch