Punching Up (feat. Cam'ron) Lyrics

I just got off the plane in L.A.

Making major moves around town in real ways

Thanks to the Holder fam all my bills paid

And I never not once ever shed my trill phase

But hey! Hows ya little music they still say

Im still chasing pacing racing for meals paid

The real say, just focus and chill bae

Its filthy in this life crime it still pays

But Im trying to make it legal

Trying to take my people

Make a movie, take a bag, then go make a sequel

This game is so deceitful, so this is how I creep through

It used to be evisu,

Now all I want is all my floors to be see through

If you’re thinking equal help me build a deep crew

The chief grew from the crack of a pipe and a needle,

shed all he need to, became the leader of the free school, peep the easel

Im punching up, Im punching up

Im going all in I aint giving up

In love my city and im gonna lift it up

The word is mine but that never is enough

Im punching up, Im punching up

Im going all in I aint giving up

In love my city and im gonna lift it up

The word is mine but that never is enough

I'm punching up

I said, see no evil, hear no evil, No I cant compare to people

Take a needle, try a shot, I swear it’s lethal

You’ll be throwing up, mean lean Frozen off,

Wake him up, hurry up, tell him that he owe the boss

And he know the cost, mob knife, holocaust

Mob life, flowers tossed, hard white, throw us off

Gucci kicks, dress pants, knitted sweater, yes France

Just glance, you wanna fight? Here I am let’s dance!

Dosey doe, you looking like a lovely ho

1, 2 bloody nose, drip down on his ugly clothes

Got what you wanted, ill make it stick

aint gotta be handicap, man, make a wish

Whatcha want? Lakers tix? Ski slopes? Major Trips?

Rzaor to your neck, disrespect, I’ll lay em stiff

Round table, round off.

Sound off, damn let the pound off

Im punching up, Im punching up

Im going all in I aint giving up

In love my city and im gonna lift it up

The word is mine but that never is enough

Im punching up, Im punching up

Im going all in I aint giving up

In love my city and im gonna lift it up

The word is mine but that never is enough

I'm punching up

This right here for the boonie goo goos

Take it back to the days of Hoey school blues

____we always had a couple screws loose

But we kept it tight, we a couple cool dudes

Kept a hand dandy notebook like blues clues

Got our set together put out the rubes cubes

Ran to the corner store copped a deuce deuce

When we had that coco we had ho hos coo coo

And we blew through whole boxes of new booze

They nicknamed the cup, mike Tyson, the juice crew

It woud knock your ass out one time so whoop whoop

I been on memory lane so cruise through

They say it’s a thief but time’s a cruel dude

This beat and cam's verse is like good mood fuel

doing anything in Hollywood I could should do

Now put your money on the boy the moves is fool proof

Im punching up, Im punching up

Im going all in I aint giving up

In love my city and im gonna lift it up

The word is mine but that never is enough

Im punching up, Im punching up

Im going all in I aint giving up

In love my city and im gonna lift it up

The word is mine but that never is enough

I'm punching up