All The Way Up (Remix)

Cool and Dre

This is, this is

The remix for the city let's just start snapping

Crack hit Bleek on the jack like let's make it happen

Oh it's me

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

(It's me, it's me)

All the way up

(It's me, it's me)

I'm all the way up

I'm all the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

Shorty what you want? Shorty what you need?

My niggas run the game, we ain't ever leavin'

Countin' up this money, we ain't never sleepin'

You got V12, I got 12 V's

Got bottles, got weed, got molly

I'm all the way up

Shorty what you want? I got what you need

Shorty what you want? I got what you need

Shorty what you want? I got what you need

I'm all the way up

I'm all the way up

I'm all the way up

All the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

(Turn me all the way up...)

You know you made it when the fact

Your marriage made it is worth millions

Lemonade is a popular drink and it still is

Survival of the littest

Niggas who really up versus nigga up in your business

I'm in the room where real niggas not allowed

I'm the only one in the room that they fear right now

I think they're clear right now

Let's celebrate, no red champagne, we don't play that

All we see is gold bottles and paper plane hats

Twenty one Grammy's that I use for D'usse cups

I'm on the penthouse floor, call your way up

The OG's say, "HOV, how high is high enough?"

I said "'till we eye and eye with the higher ups"

Until we let 'em know, we ain't those niggas

Until our baby's showered in gold nigga

Blue looking like Pac in the tub

David LaChapelle levels of not giving a fuck

Prince left his masters where they safe and sound

We never gonna let the elevator take him down

I'm all the way up

I'm all the way up

I'm all the way up

(Yo Pecas! What up homie)

All the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

This wasn't me this was God's doing

And this time I won't finger roll, Pat Ewing

They ain't wanna see the Squad and the Roc

Now they chasing the Wraith like mister Softy's on the block

Stars on the roof got her feeling like Venus

Getting so much brain, now I'm a Don CartaGenius

Ever since Pun been gone been independent

So I went and threw the Pun Jumpman up in the pendant

I flooded out all the Christ's

Out in Paris I learned what real ice is

Hee-shee, I'm kicking flava in your ear

I just had a grey on my face and it disappeared

I just dropped the biggest of checks, and the shit cleared

When everybody counted us out just this year

Uh, I'm Steph Curry in the clutch

Take a shot of this Royal Elite and go all the way up

I'm all the way up

I'm all the way up

I'm all the way up

All the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

My swag, my flow, I stole it back

They mad, too bad, my shows is packed

My town, my crown, I really rap

I'm home, my throne, I spoil you that

When the bitch was gone, they was really playing with it

I was sitting listening, like, they ain't even saying shit

Now the real is back, I see they all tryna change and shit

But it's really too late now, I'm going back yo

One of these bitches, two of these bitches gotta die

Three of these bitches, four of these bitches gonna cry

Five of these bitches popping pills, they high

Six bird bitches, none of them get fly

See, I don't wanna hear about your records and big numbers

Cause I was up top seven winters and six summers, cuffed

All in that bus, locked me all the way down

Now I'm all the way up

I'm all the way up

I'm all the way up

I'm all the way up

All the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

Shorty what you want? Shorty what you need?

My niggas run the game, we ain't ever leavin'

Countin' up this money, we ain't never sleepin'

You got V12, I got 12 V's

Got bottles, got weed, got molly

I'm all the way up

Shorty what you want? I got what you need

Shorty what you want? I got what you need

Shorty what you want? I got what you need