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lift em up - dave east & araabmuzik lyrics

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[intro: dave east]
it’s only right
gotta talk about this money

[verse 1: dave east]
i’ve been hearin’ spirits, i’m talkin’ to ghosts (i hear ’em)
life been kind of different, i parked up in a ghost (skrrt)
i never been religious won’t talk to the pope (i won’t)
the water calm me down, we could talk on the boat (come on)
the ocean got me cool, we could talk on the yacht (come on)
i see him posted on the corner can’t talk on the block (we off then)
my pockets got the mumps, i’ve been walkin’ with knots
we’ve really from the dirt, we’ve been rollin’, just wanted to rock (rollin’)
my mama kickеd me out, i just wanted a spot (hey, mama)
n*ggas try to jump mе, i wanted a glock ([?] fever)
i ain’t know what time it was, i just wanted a clock
no disrespect to diddy, i never wanted cïroc (ain’t want it)
that vodka make me throw up like a banshee, n*gga (d*mn)
pull up with more cookies than your pantry, n*gga
i never ran from n*ggas, black lives matter, i took a stand with n*ggas
shout out to my mama and my pop, y’all made a handsome n*gga
never dance with n*gga, eggs in the mornin’ was scramblin’, n*gga
just thinkin’ about that crib out in the hamptons, n*gga (uh)
i was rockin’ coogi, now my life a movie
make sure you bring your camera with you
i’m good all by myself, ain’t gotta stand with n*ggas (dolo)
the homie died, i was devastated (dev), the opp died and we celebrated
you wifey, she a side, i know you devastated (ah)
i used to live my life in a rush, now i got better patience (slow down)
spirits talking to me, i can’t shake him, i’m devastated
[chorus: swizz beatz]
yeah
we gonna lift ’em up, up, up, up in the sky today
just because he wanna talk fly today
knowing d*mn well he could die today
now his ass and they fly away
lift ’em up, up, up, up in the sky today
now he wanna blame he was high today
lift ’em up, up, up, up in the sky today, today

[verse 2: benny the butcher]
the butcher comin’, n*gga
i’m from western new york with a powder comes off
the city where oj simpson ran two thousand plus yards
and the tourists never visit, the dope boys six figures up
but keep grindin’ ’cause that quarter ain’t a million
where an alphabet boy snap them pics when they slide through
we made the strip look like a chick*fil*a drive*thru
so this verse i’m ventin’ ’cause if i don’t get no therapy
it’s gonna be black whip spinnin’ and funeral attendin’
paranoia and light sleep been wearin’ on me life deep
i’m in every ghetto like arizona ice tea
soprano gang, you’re not a boss unless you handle things
we old gangsters like the lucky luciano days
street execs, godfathers
eyes shut, prayin’ this beat will just turn my chain into dmx dog collar
born scholars who turn true stories to more dollars
this pump knock you fifteen yards like a horse collar
every other year, need a benz i could crawl out of
sad, only broke n*ggas think money can solve problems
live that
[chorus: swizz beatz]
yeah
we gonna lift ’em up, up, up, up in the sky today
just because he wanna talk fly today
knowing d*mn well he could die today
now his ass and they fly away
lift ’em up, up, up, up in the sky today
now he wanna blame he was high today
lift ’em up, up, up, up in the sky today, today

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