The Way Up - Lunar C

Fiend for the money

Reading through my bank statements going through withdrawals

Who’da thought that I would end up it here man I’ve been through it all

I just needed to focus a goal to go towards

We was all in the same boat but I went overboard

Oh my lord

All these blessings falling right into my lap

Riding with my head out of the sunroof screaming «who the man?!»

Jake their ain’t anybody making it, debatable let em hate that won’t change a

thing

I’m the same as the day I came into this game I don’t take L’s I was made to win

It’s too easy I don’t wanna go too hard on em

I’m taking in deep breaths woops-I

Don’t play with me I’m tryna stay cool calm

And collected, you aren’t lexed with Lunar

It’s hard day to day, can’t make a raise, my heart ache in pain

Can’t change my brain I’m

Can’t stay here broke I gotta travel the planet

I got the herb blowing everywhere I’m scattering ashes

And every bar’s so heavy that I’m losing weight

When I get out the pen like Gucci Mane

Tipper Gang on top of the food chain

They’ve got an eating disorder

I keep 'em looking anorexic, I’m the best bitch better have respect

This could go two ways like a after sex piss

Spending everyday no I don’t save up

I live day to day no were not from the same background

Be careful who you shit on, on the way up

Cos they might catch you on the way back down

Like say that now