Jahni Denver – Work My Way Up Lyrics

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[Intro] Real life this is only facts
Ay Real life this is only facts
Ayyyy

[Hook] Work my way up to an ounce
Work my way up to a pound
Work my way up to a shop
Work my way up to the crown
Work my way up from the grow
Work my way up from these shows
Work my way up from the bottom
Work my way up with my bros
Work my way up (Work)
Work my way up (Work)
Work my way up (Work)
Work my way up (Aye)
Work my way up to an ounce
Work my way up to a pound
Work my way up to a shop
Work my way up to the crown
Work my way up from the grow
Work my way up from these shows
Work my way up from the bottom
Work my way up with my bros
Work my way up (Work)
Work my way up (Work)
Work my way up (Work)
Work my way up (Aye)

[Verse 1] I dont need nothin’ from you
But i got something to prove
They tell me that i got the juice
See me in something brand new
Puffin on Jungle Boys too
Work my way up so fuck a hater
Imma make it before im gone
Get some papers i got the flavors
Fuck your favors, bitch im the one
Baby get four of your friends
I got the mojo again
Hop in the foreign at ten
Tell em come over to Den
Y’all niggas snorin’ on him
Im only kiddin’ unless you gon’ call em’
Spendin’ these fifties my niggas is ballin’
I keep on coming up game from the bottom
Started with 28 grams of the raw one
You ain’t got nothin’ on me
I’ll give em somethin’ to see
You think you frontin’ on me?
I keep a hundred with me
You ain’t as hungry as me (Bitch)
Jahni Denver was a cold cat
Got his cheddar and he sold packs
Speak the truth, but i dont rap
This is real life, this is only facts

[Pre] Real life this is only facts
Real life this is only facts
Ay Real life this is only facts
Ayyyy

[Hook] Work my way up to an ounce
Work my way up to a pound
Work my way up to a shop
Work my way up to the crown
Work my way up from the grow
Work my way up from these shows
Work my way up from the bottom
Work my way up with my bros
Work my way up (Work)
Work my way up (Work)
Work my way up (Work)
Work my way up (Aye)

[Verse 2] I remember days, didn’t have no J’s (Uh)
Didn’t have Nintendo, couldn’t play no games (Play no games)
Burnin’ wedding cake but i ain’t set no date
I’m bout to ball out like im Lonzo, know my ex gon’ hate (Yea)
I put the D on the map
I am the king of the packs
If you put weed in your raps
Better put me on the track
Ain’t even eatin’ off rap
Ain’t even thinkin’ like that
But i call shots in my ball park
Game time imma ball hard
Then i push packs and we ball hard
Ain’t no waitin now its grind time
20/20 vision prime time
Didn’t know me, never gave me shine
Now im blowin’ OG and im gettin’ mine
Bitch niggas wanna shade me
All that chatter never fazed me
Touch down and we blaze weed
Got the whole world yellin Say Treees

[Pre] Real life this is only facts
Real life this is only facts
Ay Real life this is only facts
Ayyyy

[Hook] Work my way up to an ounce
Work my way up to a pound
Work my way up to a shop
Work my way up to the crown
Work my way up from the grow
Work my way up from these shows
Work my way up from the bottom
Work my way up with my bros
Work my way up (Work)
Work my way up (Work)
Work my way up (Work)
Work my way up (Aye)
Work my way up to an ounce
Work my way up to a pound
Work my way up to a shop
Work my way up to the crown
Work my way up from the grow
Work my way up from these shows
Work my way up from the bottom
Work my way up with my bros
Work my way up (Work)
Work my way up (Work)
Work my way up (Work)
Work my way up (Aye)

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