Prince Ferg - Pull Up Lyrics

Meducation made it
Uh
Yeah I'm back in this bitch
Yeah i'm back up in the system return of the glitch
I'm talking cinnamon sweet syllables religious penance up in my sentences
Man it's the return of the menace (God damn) been flowing like the streets of Venice from
Venice Beach to the far east motherf*cker there ain't no doubt in my reach
Bout to teach em' all a lesson inventing inventing new ways to give em rappers depression bitch class is in session like woah (Woah)
Cold shit coming out my fingertips let it go (Let it go)
I'm just trying to plant my seed motherf*cker let it grow (Let it grow)
Been feelin' like a baker cuz you know that I be making all the dough (All the dough)
Risin' up to the top ain't no roller coaster man cuz I'm never gonna drop
I been running through the scriptures painting pictures that's visceral evidence ain't admissible give a f*ck about a principal (God damn) and I'm the remainder so you know this shit indivisible
I'm ghosting I'm invisible is it bull nah this shit
All real straight facts on the track no mirrors in the whip cuz I'm never looking back
But these bitches wanna hate him like he bound to fade away
Paid the price to make it here and I didn't come to play so
So (So)
That's the life I been living and I'm a grown man and I got no time for forgiving I'm righteous when writing about the f*cking rights I've been given
Imagine comin' up in a world where the price had no ceiling but
Uh (Uh)
Now i'm driving down the fast lane
Everybody know I'm bout to wrap up the rap game
Got these other artist really f*cking with my rap name
Now you bout to die alone damn man that's a shame
Running and gunnin a hunnid for hunnid
I'm boolin' you buggin' bitch stop
Get on my level I'm God the devil you be in the backdrop
Actin' like you bout it but bitch are you really tho
F*cked from the start like a Bang Bros video (God damn)
Empty out the pipes like a mother f*cking plumber
Put the barrel in your mouth lil' bitch crunch the number
Mathematician mortician put em' in a box of lumber
Bout to put em' in a slumber f*ckin'
6 (6)
Feet (Feet)
Under (Under)
Been ballin' on these bitches like Kobe
Just stepped in the game
For rings like Ginobli
A younging straight outta the jungle like Mogli
Gon' take off your top for the price of your rollie like woah (Damn)
And these rappers can't stop me
Get cash when I come round the block like Monopoly
I'm runnin' up the steps to greatness like Rocky
The zenith I'm seated yeah bitch I'll be cocky I'm gone