Write It Up Light It Up by EyeZayYah Lyrics
I'm so duurty with the pen/
Write it up, light it up/
Feeling like another win/
Riding up, flying up/
Catching nothing but the wind/
Sizing up fighting us/
Looking like another trend/
Not a must, just a fuss/
Realest rapper that's alive/
2Pac's dead and no surprise/
Not another soundcloud rapper/
Asking if you want some fries/
I ain't knocking on the hustle/
Some niggas gotta work/
All day like a church/
Ayy but some of these niggas, just trynna get richer by avoiding all the work/
Ayy but some of deez niggas, trynna make a dolla they ain't honest wit it first/
Lend a hand to my niggas who need it, if i ain't do it, id be feeling the worst/
Locking their facade in a bubble, let it float, just to see it burst/
I'm trynna make some money, trynna make some change/
I think i'll write another verse/
Next thang i know, i'm in the back before the show/
Making sure the song is well rehearsed/
I hear EyeZayYah's going on first/
I believe in all the Lord has done for me
No Fears, No Curse/
I'm so duurty with the pen/
Write it up, light it up/
Feeling like another win/
Riding up, flying up/
Catching nothing but the wind/
Sizing up fighting us/
Looking like another trend/
Not a muss, just a fuss/
Standing up for something bigger than myself, keep me humble/
Standing up wit all this love by my side
Imma never crumble/
When they speak to me, look me in the eye
And never mumble/
Otherwise if its disrespect or lies
Be ready to rumble/
Trying to sabotage a young niggas craft and they dunno why they stumble/
Frowning on me brodie really hurt they jaw, so try and not grumble/
Looking back, bet he thought he had the ball, but it was a fumble/
Jumped back in the jumble/
Out here concrete jungle/
Where the apes with the Bape shirts/
Pay for they name first/
A lot get washed up/
The truth still reside, up alive, in hearts
With the suits we ride, in Dubai, it was free
Except the flight across the sea, still pays to be me/
I'm so duurty with the pen
Write it up, light it up
Feeling like another win
Riding up, flying up
Catching nothing but the wind
Sizing up fighting us
Looking like another trend
Not a muss, just a fuss
Write it up, light it up/
Feeling like another win/
Riding up, flying up/
Catching nothing but the wind/
Sizing up fighting us/
Looking like another trend/
Not a must, just a fuss/
Realest rapper that's alive/
2Pac's dead and no surprise/
Not another soundcloud rapper/
Asking if you want some fries/
I ain't knocking on the hustle/
Some niggas gotta work/
All day like a church/
Ayy but some of these niggas, just trynna get richer by avoiding all the work/
Ayy but some of deez niggas, trynna make a dolla they ain't honest wit it first/
Lend a hand to my niggas who need it, if i ain't do it, id be feeling the worst/
Locking their facade in a bubble, let it float, just to see it burst/
I'm trynna make some money, trynna make some change/
I think i'll write another verse/
Next thang i know, i'm in the back before the show/
Making sure the song is well rehearsed/
I hear EyeZayYah's going on first/
I believe in all the Lord has done for me
No Fears, No Curse/
I'm so duurty with the pen/
Write it up, light it up/
Feeling like another win/
Riding up, flying up/
Catching nothing but the wind/
Sizing up fighting us/
Looking like another trend/
Not a muss, just a fuss/
Standing up for something bigger than myself, keep me humble/
Standing up wit all this love by my side
Imma never crumble/
When they speak to me, look me in the eye
And never mumble/
Otherwise if its disrespect or lies
Be ready to rumble/
Trying to sabotage a young niggas craft and they dunno why they stumble/
Frowning on me brodie really hurt they jaw, so try and not grumble/
Looking back, bet he thought he had the ball, but it was a fumble/
Jumped back in the jumble/
Out here concrete jungle/
Where the apes with the Bape shirts/
Pay for they name first/
A lot get washed up/
The truth still reside, up alive, in hearts
With the suits we ride, in Dubai, it was free
Except the flight across the sea, still pays to be me/
I'm so duurty with the pen
Write it up, light it up
Feeling like another win
Riding up, flying up
Catching nothing but the wind
Sizing up fighting us
Looking like another trend
Not a muss, just a fuss