Toremeup by Johnny Champagne Lyrics
[Verse 1: Kingsleyiii]
Could you save my soul?
What you gotta go and break me for?
What do you even take me for?
Don't play me like I'm a fool
Don't play me like I'm a fool
Why you gotta be brand new?
I'm just tryna be cool
I ain't want to see that it was true
I ain't want to be without you
Why I gotta go and be the fool?
Guess it's how it go
I got problems with my self control
Losing love is really such a loss
Losing grip of what you want to hold
Consequences carrying the cost
Catch the spirit like the Pentecost
Always itching at the pinnacle
Don't mean I ain't been wrong
Old soul, guess it feels long
Got some brothers I can depend on
Feeling it, put it in a song
Still claim my innocence
Say it truly, I had been amiss
Never really for the benefit
Lately I can see there's been a shift
Sick and tired of grabbing in a dish
I don't know how to feel no more (With your love)
[Chorus]
You tore me up
Inside, -ide
Up, Up
Inside, -ide
[Interlude]
See shawty, your problems, kinda like that song, it don't play forever shawty. So it's ok to be sad. Go ahead and feel those emotions out
[Verse 2: Johnny Champagne]
Yeah, Yeah
I love my haters love the criticism
This shit right here just hit a little different
I tell the world the shit that’s on my mental
Student of my life, I’m jotting with my pencil
I done did some things, I done made some moves
A realization - I’m a crazy dude
Need a lot of growing, lotta changing too
There’s some people that I lost relations to
I done grown a bit and learned a lot
I was chicken like the Church's spot
It’s gonna hurt it’s gotta hurt a lot
Can’t just pull away because the surface hot
She thought I called her phone last night
Her FBI agent tryna stir the pot
I hate it I violated
Now everyone looking sideways, yeah
Gotta do my time, they say that crime pays yeah
Laying in my bed 'cause I made it
Checking on my phone, it’s dry raisin
Digital booties gyrating
On my screen, yeah
Dirty nigga but I’m coming clean, yeah
Nerdy nigga so I’m learning things, yeah
Guilty conscience won’t keep burning me when I turn a leaf
I'll be sure to see, yeah
People in my life that matter to me yeah
[Verse 3: sally b]
I'm fucking the beat, redbone
You might wanna put in your headphones
You talk a lot but you get slept on
You ain't got haters, you write cell phones
Mobile, mogul
My rap persona
Is non-visual
Vipassana
I'm so fucked up
Call me mañana
Pussy dolce *errrrr*
No Gabana
Copacabana
I met your mama
She my biggest fan
Said when I'm gon' sign her
This shit'll sound great if you high enough
Bull shop, I'm china
I'm the bump in your marijuana
And my niggas, Ohana
[Verse 4: Johnny Champagne]
I'm medicated good, no doctor
Breaking down a wood, no fronto
With my day one's that I know proper
These new people turn to old drama
I'm finna write my story, I'm the sole author
I need a black woman, don't want no blancas
Right?
[Verse 5: sally b]
I can't hold you
I was swiping right on some white girls
Tryna get bread in the white world
Loc'd up, I got tight curls
Convict music
Pushing me, I'm finna lose it
You's a bitch nigga, you is loose lipped
I'm the same nigga in a new fit
[Verse 6: Johnny Champagne]
No I'm never lying, only spitting true shit
Passing over niggas, on some Jew shit
They gon' love it and it's just a loosey
We some smart niggas going stupid
[Verse 7: sally b]
I don't see why I can't have it all
While I'm here I'm finna have a ball
I am supreme, call me Kavanaugh
All my black balls caviar (With your love)
[Chorus]
You tore me up
Inside, -ide
Up, Up
Inside, -ide
Up, Up
Inside, -ide
Up, Up
Inside
Could you save my soul?
What you gotta go and break me for?
What do you even take me for?
Don't play me like I'm a fool
Don't play me like I'm a fool
Why you gotta be brand new?
I'm just tryna be cool
I ain't want to see that it was true
I ain't want to be without you
Why I gotta go and be the fool?
Guess it's how it go
I got problems with my self control
Losing love is really such a loss
Losing grip of what you want to hold
Consequences carrying the cost
Catch the spirit like the Pentecost
Always itching at the pinnacle
Don't mean I ain't been wrong
Old soul, guess it feels long
Got some brothers I can depend on
Feeling it, put it in a song
Still claim my innocence
Say it truly, I had been amiss
Never really for the benefit
Lately I can see there's been a shift
Sick and tired of grabbing in a dish
I don't know how to feel no more (With your love)
[Chorus]
You tore me up
Inside, -ide
Up, Up
Inside, -ide
[Interlude]
See shawty, your problems, kinda like that song, it don't play forever shawty. So it's ok to be sad. Go ahead and feel those emotions out
[Verse 2: Johnny Champagne]
Yeah, Yeah
I love my haters love the criticism
This shit right here just hit a little different
I tell the world the shit that’s on my mental
Student of my life, I’m jotting with my pencil
I done did some things, I done made some moves
A realization - I’m a crazy dude
Need a lot of growing, lotta changing too
There’s some people that I lost relations to
I done grown a bit and learned a lot
I was chicken like the Church's spot
It’s gonna hurt it’s gotta hurt a lot
Can’t just pull away because the surface hot
She thought I called her phone last night
Her FBI agent tryna stir the pot
I hate it I violated
Now everyone looking sideways, yeah
Gotta do my time, they say that crime pays yeah
Laying in my bed 'cause I made it
Checking on my phone, it’s dry raisin
Digital booties gyrating
On my screen, yeah
Dirty nigga but I’m coming clean, yeah
Nerdy nigga so I’m learning things, yeah
Guilty conscience won’t keep burning me when I turn a leaf
I'll be sure to see, yeah
People in my life that matter to me yeah
[Verse 3: sally b]
I'm fucking the beat, redbone
You might wanna put in your headphones
You talk a lot but you get slept on
You ain't got haters, you write cell phones
Mobile, mogul
My rap persona
Is non-visual
Vipassana
I'm so fucked up
Call me mañana
Pussy dolce *errrrr*
No Gabana
Copacabana
I met your mama
She my biggest fan
Said when I'm gon' sign her
This shit'll sound great if you high enough
Bull shop, I'm china
I'm the bump in your marijuana
And my niggas, Ohana
[Verse 4: Johnny Champagne]
I'm medicated good, no doctor
Breaking down a wood, no fronto
With my day one's that I know proper
These new people turn to old drama
I'm finna write my story, I'm the sole author
I need a black woman, don't want no blancas
Right?
[Verse 5: sally b]
I can't hold you
I was swiping right on some white girls
Tryna get bread in the white world
Loc'd up, I got tight curls
Convict music
Pushing me, I'm finna lose it
You's a bitch nigga, you is loose lipped
I'm the same nigga in a new fit
[Verse 6: Johnny Champagne]
No I'm never lying, only spitting true shit
Passing over niggas, on some Jew shit
They gon' love it and it's just a loosey
We some smart niggas going stupid
[Verse 7: sally b]
I don't see why I can't have it all
While I'm here I'm finna have a ball
I am supreme, call me Kavanaugh
All my black balls caviar (With your love)
[Chorus]
You tore me up
Inside, -ide
Up, Up
Inside, -ide
Up, Up
Inside, -ide
Up, Up
Inside