Luyện nghe bài hát All The Way Up (Remix)

[Intro:
now, right now, right now, right now
Murda, Future, OG right now
Kiss, up

[Verse 1:
I'm still eating, I'm greedy
I rather let them being
man tryna TMZ me, side piece tryna PND me
Right now I'm too
Thirsty hoes get two
You with a loser that's two
off me, I'm too saucy
Off white on a off
Givenchy lay on a day
Soft whites off right
These shine like light bulbs
My shoe closet like club
Treat ass like the athletes, might hit it when I leave the night club
I don't trust them either, I blame Metro
Fuck with OG, not a retro
Told you the get go, let's go, get go, get low
Couple betting against us, that's no bet tho
If Brooklyn don't you like what's up with son'
throw bullets where I'm from make you cough up a lung
If ain't no bad bitches in there I pull up some
And right now I'm on kush and a cup of som'n

Future]
100 in the club, 100 bottles
100 in the club, 100 bottles nigga
Coppin the whips on these
Don't fuck, don't fuck, fuck with these niggas
Ain't got no for these niggas, no love, no love, no love for these niggas
I just blow the cash on my hoe, I just blow some cash on my young hoe
Fuckin' up this cash with my young niggas, fuckin' up a bag my young niggas

[Verse 2: Uncle
Oh I ran off on the plug (twice)
If you ain't money, you a dub
I'm lit right now, Fab and Kiss on the right now
For a bag of bricks, I hit you like hit Mitch right now
Got pills on me, got loud on me, got
She got a period, so she want suck it for a
She nasty with it, want me to put it in her
She my Blac Chyna, my Amber Rose, she a stripper, make her famous
Got a rollie I ain't paid for hittin' right now
Get the pyrex, get the baking soda, I'mma whip it, now
I'm whats up now
I'm Fat Joe, all the way up now
If Future don't trust it, bang, bang, I'mma shot you up now

Future]
If don't trust you he gon' shoot you
Lil' don't trust you we gon shoot you
Young Metro don't you, I'm gon shoot you
If Brooklyn don't trust you, they gon you

[Verse 3:
I don't rep my nigga, I'm neutral
D-Block, any conflict and I'm making it
If Jada don't trust you then Kiss is shoot you
Funeral on Tidal, the is on Youtube
they do, they selling hard, puffing wet
Messing with the credit cards, checks
in the jets, dumping off the Tec's
Hopping on the yachts, jumpin' off the

[Hook 2:
I blow the cash on my young hoe, I just blow some cash on my young hoe
up this cash with my young niggas, fuckin' up some bands with my young niggas
100 in the club, 100 bottles
100 shooters in the club, 100
Coppin the whips on niggas
Don't fuck, don't fuck, don't fuck with niggas
Ain't got no love for these niggas, no love, no love, no love for niggas

(Metro want some more, nigga)