We Go Up

Intro

Skrrt, skrrt, yah (yah)

Ayy, ayy, let it ride (let it ride)

Uh-huh, ha, come on (come on)

He-yi ya, he-yi ya

Verse

I fold the map, I draw the lane, make lanes obey my name, hey

Work my angles like origami, crease fortune from a flame, ayy

Paper smaller but my moves get larger, chessboard, major

Push the crowd to the edge of the stage, I supply the razor

Rhyme like a ledger, I'm debting doubt, credit credence

Took a scar and changed its meaning — now it's strategic evidence

Money callin', I don't answer, I converse in blueprints

My success is in the margins where I scribble, then I do rinse

Catch me translating setbacks into blue skies and new heights

I double-time the sunrise, clock the moon when it recruits nights

Enemies put cursive on intentions — I erase with verbs

I write the verbs, the nouns, the future — syllables with worth

I hustle in the frequency where faith becomes currency

I moved from 'maybe' to 'watch me' and traded pity for urgency

Skrrt past doubt like a rental, burn the rearview, add a rental

My reflection got a doctorate — summa cum laude mental

They say I changed; I say I grew, same soil, different bloom

I plant runways in alleys, watch the whole damn city zoom

Chorus

We go up, we go up, we go up, we go up (yeah)

We go up, we go up, we go up, we go up (ayy)

Hands high, feel the lift, feel the lift, feel the lift, feel the lift (uh)

Hands high, feel the lift, feel the lift, feel the lift, feel the lift (hey)

Verse

I stitch a million ways to win into a single seam, seam

Thread ambition through the needle-eye, tailor-made my dream, dream

No parachute, I learned to fly with broken laces on my feet

Every setback was a syllabus — I aced the whole damn beat

Friends turned textbooks, enemies turned references

I collect the lessons like diamonds and then cut the sentences

Took a loan of time, repaid it in late nights and sunrise beats

Now the wrist talk glitter, but the ledger's full of receipts

I move like a rumor but with purpose, whisper becomes a plan

Turn a parking lot to palace, put the blueprint in the van

Fast talk, fast walk, every step's a loud statement

I stitch my name into the skyline, leave the faintest pavement

Money tastes like victory, but pride has got no flavor

So I season success with more work and steady behavior

Yuh, I'm quiet in the storm but loud when I collect

I build silence into trophies, let the trophies do the flex

Skrrt, skrrt, slide through life like I'm bulletproof with pace

I measure time in takings, not the times that I misplaced

Verse

Ayy, I'm counting commas like a composer counts his rests

I play symphonies with deadlines, pen sharp like interests

I hustle in the minor keys, then flip the chord to major

Make a chorus from the clutter, chorus to the paper

My phone blow up like confetti but I pick calls like choices

I don't answer ego's ringtones, I respond in patient voices