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went up - fran¢ lyrics

[intro: marlo stansfield]
“in fact i ain’t really one for meetings no how… anybody got a problem from here on out, bring it to me or sit on that sh-t… one more thing… price of the brick going up”

[hook]
bought my crib straight cash
(price of the brick went up)
shawty wet i made a splash
(price of the brick went up)
bout 200 on the dash
(price of the brick went up)
and we know you need it fast
(price of the brick went up)
price of the brick went up (yuh)
price of the brick went up (yuh)
neck and wrist lit up (yuh)
and my fist lit up (yuh)
price of the brick went up (okayee)
price of the brick went up (yuh)
12 can’t sit with us (yuh)
price of the brick went up

[verse 1]
like prop joe and marlo (uhhh)
n-gg-s moving hard dope (yup)
when they ask me what i know (yup)
i’m vacant like chris partlow (n-gg- i’m nowhere)
i said i’m vacant like chris partlow
or snoop and michael, screws get tighter
and you sing like you with tidal (sing like, sing like, sing like, sing like)
yeah yeah you sing like school recitals
feds ask questions, you hit high notes
yeah you sing like you is michael
(sing like, sing like, sing like, sing like)
yeah you testify like you is bible
so in jail you suicidal
if you snitch you crewicidal (real sh-t)
yeah yeah you know i’m right (yeah)
never messed with white (yeah)
never in my life (yeah)
and i never lied (yeah)
but my n-gg-s tried (yeah)
and my n-gg-s died (yeah)
so you know i cried (yeah)
i said you know i cried (yeah)
i just can’t see why (yeah)
why they had to die (yeah)
now i’m dead inside (yeah)
should be by my side (yeah)
but we still gon ride (yeah)
every f-cking night (yeah)

[verse 2]
like omar and weebay (yuh)
n-gg-s die every day (yuh)
shootouts every weekend
funerals on week days (may he rest in peace)
for petes sake
cut dope like a cheesecake (yuh)
give you 24 years (uhh)
when they catch your -ss with 3/8ths (real sh-t)
uhh yeah and the judge a cheapskate (yup)
get his money’s worth, and then he push back your release date
(real sh-t)
like a alb-m we was waiting for, (yup)
life you couldn’t hate it more, (yup)
be here til your 84
look i get it (yeah)
n-gg-s tryna get it (yeah)
and i played ball so i never had to live it (yeah)
and they getting digits (yeah)
bricks tall as a midget (yeah)
homie didn’t listen it’s been 3 years he been missin (yeah)
he was on a mission (yeah) said that he could flip it (yeah)
daughter just turned 8 and everyday she f-cking miss him (yeah)
know it’s unrealistic, (yeah) with no pot to p-ss in (yeah)
but pay attention to what i’m saying don’t just listen (real sh-t)

- fran¢ lyrics

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