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Diesel - UP (feat. DaRealBugzy, Mojo, ACE) Lyrics




Hop in this ride, know how I'm rocking pull up in phantoms
I get the bag every season, they treat me like Santa
Granting these wishes, bring heat like its Atlanta
Plans are concrete, won't never fold, 10 toes they planted
Smoking these papers you'd think I'm in a oven
Don't need a spliff the way this gas bussin
We not the same, I can never be defeated
She blocked you on everything, never gave you a reason
Beast onna move watch me takeover your region
Roll that MJ right or I tell you to beat it
She stay onna knees
She listen to me
Watching my words like i'm preachin
And i grind with my legion
We leaving you heated
You see how we feastin
You paused cause you wheezin
And we catching you sleepin
Got me a Kylie like Travis
My tethered gon f*ck on a rabbit
Off white, keepin the sabbath
They invest in me off a tablet
No time to f*ck on a ratchet
No time for games countin up packets
Cabbage stuck in all my pockets
I guess it's a habit

Live a legend, ain't no powder in my nose
Unlimited power, scheme til its my time to go
No need to wear a mask, still got rob him at his show
No cuts onna scene, pause, stop and count my dough

Who want the smoke, I want the smoke
I never choke pass me the roach
Who want the smoke, I want the smoke
I never choke pass me the roach
Chop it, roll it, light it up
Smoke 12 blunts fo I wake up
Start my day off high as f*ck
Bitch don't ask what's in my cup
Liquid weed
I drank Z's
All these bitches want this D
How this hoe fell on her knees
She blew this dick, like I made her sneeze
Who want the smoke, I want the smoke
I never choke pass me the roach
(The Real Bugzy)

Live a legend, ain't no powder in my nose
Unlimited power, scheme til its my time to go
No need to wear a mask, still got rob him at his show
No cuts onna scene, pause, stop and count my dough

I been gone for a while
And I know it's been a minute
But I had to come back
Cause a nigga ain't finished
Til we see a couple millions
And we got our own business
Nigga mind ya business
I don't care if you a witness
Cause niggas gone kill them niggas
That just caught them niggas slippin
Niggas be tripping
In the hood it's real different
When somebody go missin
Gotta go on a mission
Impossible to find
Tom cruise in the distance
If we see his mans
Guarantee we gone hit him
And whoever else with him
But it is what it is
Shits f*cked up
But it's hood nigga shit

Live a legend, ain't no powder in my nose
Unlimited power, scheme til its my time to go
No need to wear a mask, still got rob him at his show
No cuts onna scene, pause, stop and count my dough

Shit I might be content
Know that I'm ice when I spit
The lines deserve rewinds
As people vibe with it
Could spend a time livin
Experimenting
With the different rhythms
In the lab
Pen in pad, attached to my hand
Either that or livin fat doing laps in Japan
No, the second fact wasn't a lie
More like a goal
Options like these
Play tug of war with my soul
It's either chillin, riskin
Stick with what I know
Or take a chance on what I'm givin
But for now I'm just living
Simple
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Hop in this ride, know how I'm rocking pull up in phantoms
I get the bag every season, they treat me like Santa
Granting these wishes, bring heat like its Atlanta
Plans are concrete, won't never fold, 10 toes they planted
Smoking these papers you'd think I'm in a oven
Don't need a spliff the way this gas bussin
We not the same, I can never be defeated
She blocked you on everything, never gave you a reason
Beast onna move watch me takeover your region
Roll that MJ right or I tell you to beat it
She stay onna knees
She listen to me
Watching my words like i'm preachin
And i grind with my legion
We leaving you heated
You see how we feastin
You paused cause you wheezin
And we catching you sleepin
Got me a Kylie like Travis
My tethered gon f*ck on a rabbit
Off white, keepin the sabbath
They invest in me off a tablet
No time to f*ck on a ratchet
No time for games countin up packets
Cabbage stuck in all my pockets
I guess it's a habit

Live a legend, ain't no powder in my nose
Unlimited power, scheme til its my time to go
No need to wear a mask, still got rob him at his show
No cuts onna scene, pause, stop and count my dough

Who want the smoke, I want the smoke
I never choke pass me the roach
Who want the smoke, I want the smoke
I never choke pass me the roach
Chop it, roll it, light it up
Smoke 12 blunts fo I wake up
Start my day off high as f*ck
Bitch don't ask what's in my cup
Liquid weed
I drank Z's
All these bitches want this D
How this hoe fell on her knees
She blew this dick, like I made her sneeze
Who want the smoke, I want the smoke
I never choke pass me the roach
(The Real Bugzy)

Live a legend, ain't no powder in my nose
Unlimited power, scheme til its my time to go
No need to wear a mask, still got rob him at his show
No cuts onna scene, pause, stop and count my dough

I been gone for a while
And I know it's been a minute
But I had to come back
Cause a nigga ain't finished
Til we see a couple millions
And we got our own business
Nigga mind ya business
I don't care if you a witness
Cause niggas gone kill them niggas
That just caught them niggas slippin
Niggas be tripping
In the hood it's real different
When somebody go missin
Gotta go on a mission
Impossible to find
Tom cruise in the distance
If we see his mans
Guarantee we gone hit him
And whoever else with him
But it is what it is
Shits f*cked up
But it's hood nigga shit

Live a legend, ain't no powder in my nose
Unlimited power, scheme til its my time to go
No need to wear a mask, still got rob him at his show
No cuts onna scene, pause, stop and count my dough

Shit I might be content
Know that I'm ice when I spit
The lines deserve rewinds
As people vibe with it
Could spend a time livin
Experimenting
With the different rhythms
In the lab
Pen in pad, attached to my hand
Either that or livin fat doing laps in Japan
No, the second fact wasn't a lie
More like a goal
Options like these
Play tug of war with my soul
It's either chillin, riskin
Stick with what I know
Or take a chance on what I'm givin
But for now I'm just living
Simple
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Writer: Darryl Grant II, Joel Ramos, Nyzaia Buggs, Tyler Foye
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