Fuck what they tellin’ me
Gotta grow up
Gotta go up
I’ma blow up

Fuck what they tellin’ me
Gotta grow up
Gotta go up
I’ma blow up

Fuck what they tellin’ me
Fuck what they tellin’ me
So fuck what they tellin’ me
So fuck what they tellin’ me
Fuck what they tellin’ me
Fuck what they tellin’ me
So fuck what they tellin’ me
Gotta go up!

I made it on my own
Nobody on the phone
Ain’t no one called
They showed no love

When I was down and out
I was all alone
I was almost tappin’ out
Got here on my own so-

Fuck what they tellin’ me
Fuck what they tellin’ me
So fuck what they tellin’ me
So fuck what they tellin’ me
Fuck what they tellin’ me
Fuck what they tellin’ me
So fuck what they tellin’ me
Gotta go up!

Head up high no indica
Chest I had to stick it out
Bridges had to break ‘em down
Fake friends had to cut ‘em out
Every day I brought it out
Every night I prayed it
Out the gutta yea I made it out
Fuck what they be talkin’ about

Out the slums I made it
Out the slums I made it
Out the gutta I made it
I thank God I made it
Ay
Out the slums I made it
Out the gutta I made it
I thank God I made it

Fuck what they tellin’ me
Fuck what they tellin’ me
So fuck what they tellin’ me
So fuck what they tellin’ me
Fuck what they tellin’ me
Fuck what they tellin’ me
So fuck what they tellin’ me
Gotta go up!