This your boy J. Guevara
AKA JustinHisPrime
AKA Henny Planks
I'm just to here to tell y'all
The Mission is too Great
And We Up We Good
Word to Ron
We Up We Good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Back then we was up to no good
But now we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
I came a long way from the hand me downs
But I'm still a long way from the Grammys now
Love it when I down now I'm up they can't stand it now
But f*ck a hater man I still got my fam' around
Look around ma there's none like me
Man I've been grinding since we used to rock them long white tees
And I can't leave the game alone
I never did but my niggas used to move the snow in the winter like Game of Thrones
I'm from the 7-5 I grew up in the Jungle nigga
Where everyday the struggle really used to humble niggas
Ramen noodles from dinner my stomach used to rumble nigga
But we never went without my parents never fumbled with it
I had a praying Mom, My Pops worked his ass off
So I ain't have to hit the corner like a fastball
I had to take the mask off
So I could look past y'all
The biggest nigga on the track and I'm about to lap y'all
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Back then we was up to no good
But now we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
I often think about my adolesence
I had a girl I used to like man that shit had me stressing
'Cause back then man my swag was on zero
But now the hood see me as a hometown hero
Yea we up and we good man this is for the people
And some white folk still see me as a negro
But the color of my skin
Gone be a threat to the end
But one thing you gotta know
Is that my skin always win
Uh, and one day yea we gone see change man
But for now we gotta stick to the game plan
I never needed fame man
I was a Good Kid
In a Mad City
And my Mama pushed the same van
We used to dream through the pictures we paint
I'm motivated by the images from memory lane
And even if I make it man I still remember the game
Yea we up now even though we' been through the pain
Yea we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Back then we was up to no good
But now we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good