And they say, don't forget where you come from
Don't die, holding on to your words
Cause you know, that you got a whole world to change
But understand who you gotta change first
And I was like f*** that, humility bust back
I remember the days with nothing but a bus pass
I was just a little Shawty just hoping that I could find a b**
to buy a forty for me and have enough for a bud sack
Yeah, and I dance in that instrumental
Unorthodox like ... with a pencil
Give me a microphone and a beat box
I can vent to... music the only medium that I can find myself through
Rack loose, sipping on some lean, I would let loose
Looking in the mirror, watching myself lose
Clean up in '08, I got a job making believe minimum wage
Digging into that page.
Hit the road with RL; performing in front of eight
People, and that s*** will check your ego
I better run that time on watching our EP
go from nothing to getting us booked around the country
I know no limits, life can change in an instant
Eight people turn into sold out shows in a minute
Now I'm watching my pops in the back row grinning
With his glass up to my mom, toasting his Guiness
And we on, we on, good music get lost in the ambiance.
One day we'll leave here, but these words live on
Till then we'll keep on making the songs
So put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
I remember that freshman edition, last year thinking to myself
Like yeah, nah I won't win it yet, I prolly won't get it
But I'ma give it everything, play my position
The next eleven months I gave it all, everything I had in me
Left blood sweat and tears in every god d*** city
No label, no deal, no publicist, Indi
There's music that connected and fans that rode with me
Throw me a gold mine, and a co sign
While you're riding a couple of dope rides
2 women both dimes, not gonna lie, that s*** sounds so nice
But I got creative control, in my soul's mind
I wouldn't trade it, maybe I'm crazy
I put on for my city, Seattle that raised me.
I grew up nineteen-thousand and eighty so really not changing
Nowadays making music, the people are your label
So put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
And they say, don't forget where you come from
Don't die, holding on to your words
Cause you know, that you got a whole world to change
But understand that you gotta change first
So put them up up, up,
put them up up, up,
put them up up, up,
put them up up, up,
put them up up, up,
put them up up, up, so high.
Don't die, holding on to your words
Cause you know, that you got a whole world to change
But understand who you gotta change first
And I was like f*** that, humility bust back
I remember the days with nothing but a bus pass
I was just a little Shawty just hoping that I could find a b**
to buy a forty for me and have enough for a bud sack
Yeah, and I dance in that instrumental
Unorthodox like ... with a pencil
Give me a microphone and a beat box
I can vent to... music the only medium that I can find myself through
Rack loose, sipping on some lean, I would let loose
Looking in the mirror, watching myself lose
Clean up in '08, I got a job making believe minimum wage
Digging into that page.
Hit the road with RL; performing in front of eight
People, and that s*** will check your ego
I better run that time on watching our EP
go from nothing to getting us booked around the country
I know no limits, life can change in an instant
Eight people turn into sold out shows in a minute
Now I'm watching my pops in the back row grinning
With his glass up to my mom, toasting his Guiness
And we on, we on, good music get lost in the ambiance.
One day we'll leave here, but these words live on
Till then we'll keep on making the songs
So put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
I remember that freshman edition, last year thinking to myself
Like yeah, nah I won't win it yet, I prolly won't get it
But I'ma give it everything, play my position
The next eleven months I gave it all, everything I had in me
Left blood sweat and tears in every god d*** city
No label, no deal, no publicist, Indi
There's music that connected and fans that rode with me
Throw me a gold mine, and a co sign
While you're riding a couple of dope rides
2 women both dimes, not gonna lie, that s*** sounds so nice
But I got creative control, in my soul's mind
I wouldn't trade it, maybe I'm crazy
I put on for my city, Seattle that raised me.
I grew up nineteen-thousand and eighty so really not changing
Nowadays making music, the people are your label
So put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
put them up up, up, so high
And they say, don't forget where you come from
Don't die, holding on to your words
Cause you know, that you got a whole world to change
But understand that you gotta change first
So put them up up, up,
put them up up, up,
put them up up, up,
put them up up, up,
put them up up, up,
put them up up, up, so high.