Way Up - Ryan Oakes

Bitch I took it to the west coast, woah

Got a crib, got lit and its still not shit

I’m not easily impressed no, uh

I’m tryna live like this till the day I’m

So I’m spinning out the strop rope, yeah

So will it kills y’all?

Feel a type of weight

Then you better learn to let go, let go

Y’all wanna talk shit then your hate get’s split

Been a lotta long nights, lotta long days

Doing it the long way, back up in the hallways

And people hated all day, all day

Tryna crash me, burn me, thinking they’d hurt me

I’ve been feeling I’ll stay

I’m, I’ve fucked it, I’m buzzing, I’m coming so quick I’m forgetting all

y’all’s names

Y’all stain looking small brain

When my fade is looking all great, woah

I swear I’m way up

I don’t do small talk or conversations

I’ve been grinding years I’m out of patience

I know this the year I’m 'bout to take it

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ain’t nobody know the shit that I’ve been through

Tryna make it happen all by myself

When there’s no-one believing up in you

When nobody tryna lend you no help

You better find to look into

Find that purpose, working your wealth

And it’ll put that passion, lack, back in you

And it never come from nobody else

Man its safe from myself

It was never 'bout me

Its the fans and the fam tryna set em all free

Hoping be come the people their destine to be

Cause the way the worlds living is honestly weak

People are living a life when they peak at a young age

And the rest of its bleak

That shit will set me off I’m gonna freak

I’ve been tryna work for the shit that they need, I swear

My mom deserve a whip, yeah

Dad deserve a crib

They ain’t got to trip

They’ll get all of it, yeah

My Sis deserve a grip

Brother gets a quip

will never slip

Got homie’s tryna quit on they jobs and shit

So I’m steady focusing

Tryna find myself an opening

My mom deserve a whip, yeah

Dad deserve a crib

They ain’t got to trip

They’ll get all of it, yeah

My Sis deserve a grip

Brother gets a quip

will never slip

Got homie’s tryna quit on they jobs and shit

So I’m steady focusing

Tryna find myself an opening

I swear I’m way up

I don’t do small talk or conversations

I’ve been grinding years I’m out of patience

I know this the year I’m 'bout to take it

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah