Issue No 114 Lettin Up Lyrics


Lettin Up by Issue No. 114

Ain't a nigga on Earth that can mess with us
All my niggas on top, we ain't lettin' up
Ain't a nigga on Earth that can mess with us
All my niggas on top, we ain't lettin' up
We ain't lettin' up, we ain't lettin' up
We ain't lettin' up, we ain't lettin' up
Ain't a nigga on Earth that can mess with us
All my niggas on top, we ain't lettin' up

We ain't lettin' up, they can't mess with us
Say two words and that tech'll bust
These fuck boys keep testing us
30 clip in that weapon, big toys like X-Men
Young boys so reckless
We'll fuck around and get hectic
I'm riding 'round my city
Challenge him with that hemi
Boss shit like Diddy
I got 30 shots in that Semi
So if any nigga come near me
And fuck around and get emptied
Prada kicks 450
That street shit just in me
Bitch, I brought my gang, too
So you gotta fuck my gang, too
Wheels black, my Range blue
Nigga, I ain't changed I'm the same dude
On the same shit in a new whip
Got new clips, got the same crew
Call my Glock transformer, let this bitch fuck around change you

Ain't a nigga on Earth that can mess with us
All my niggas on top, we ain't lettin' up
Ain't a nigga on Earth that can mess with us
All my niggas on top, we ain't lettin' up
We ain't lettin' up, we ain't lettin' up
We ain't lettin' up, we ain't lettin' up
Ain't a nigga on Earth that can mess with us
All my niggas on top, we ain't lettin' up

Block hot, got the feds shook
Now I'm back to Fazoland
Real niggas doing a lot of drills
Off a lot of mollys, like 10 of 'em
Homicide keep questioning me
Keep asking me bout Herb and 'em
30 shots, got 30 shots
But I used 10 like Bibby and 'em
Fair case I'mma young nigga
Nick Cannon with that drum, nigga
Lil Durk be a lot of dram
Baby hang around them young niggas
Chicago bitch, this is my shit
You wife a hoe that's doing dicks
2013 ass nigga, y'all niggas just started doing hits
OJ he like me nigga, that 30-30 gonna kill niggas
Last time a op tried me, that white tee turned '
Breaking bricks like Lego, nigga
My rocks lifting'

Ain't a nigga on Earth that can mess with us
All my niggas on top, we ain't lettin' up
Ain't a nigga on Earth that can mess with us
All my niggas on top, we ain't lettin' up
We ain't lettin' up, we ain't lettin' up
We ain't lettin' up, we ain't lettin' up
Ain't a nigga on Earth that can mess with us
All my niggas on top, we ain't lettin' up

Ain't a nigga ever made that could fuck with me
I'm mixing Hen and Ace of Spades, I can't fucking see
But I'm still wearing Louie shades, I'm so fucking flea
These bitches see me, they go cray like they in love with me
It's Lil Herb dog, miss me with that nerd talk
My shotties got them eagles built, don't make me send that bird call
'Cause this shit'll get lethal quick, run up on you, leave you stiff
R hit you, you better hope God with you
We gonna send your squad with you
Pussies, so don't get caught slipping
Red and black Maybach I call it Rick Ross pimping, we winning
And if a nigga run up on me Smith and Wesson's bust
Durko go and kill his homies, we ain't lettin up

Ain't a nigga on Earth that can mess with us
All my niggas on top, we ain't lettin' up
Ain't a nigga on Earth that can mess with us
All my niggas on top, we ain't lettin' up
We ain't lettin' up, we ain't lettin' up
We ain't lettin' up, we ain't lettin' up
Ain't a nigga on Earth that can mess with us
All my niggas on top, we ain't lettin' up

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