I've Been Up I've Been Down

G'eah, g'ah!

G'eah, g'eah, g'eah, g'ah! [Verse 1:]

Somebody very dear to me (aaahhh!) just attempted to kill herself;

And showed me we don't fear death. -

We fear fear itself!

Ever since - '98 in

Hip-Hop my presence been felt;

Couple of dollars, couple of models, couple of bitch niggas under-my-belt!

Thorough nigga,

I'm a hold you to it, if we hand shake;

My - "plan B" is to complete "plan A".

Grindin' been my strategy ('ey!) like this is my anatomy,

I should get? sick; why? -

Why, whyyy?

Would you let some dollar dictate your army? (aaahhh!)

I brush my shoulders up. -

Polish off haters!

If you play me,

I will spray your potato - layed up with ff-fakeeers, (aaahhh!)

I-put-'em-in-the-news-in-a-major-paper.

My - roller coaster of a career,

Hope it's been real for you, because it's been weird for me! -

I feel like... [Chorus:]

They can take away the cars, (whoo!) they can take away the cash, (whoo!)

Yo, I bet you that they can't take the realness, that's in

ME! (whooo!)

I've been up, -

I've been down. -

I don't give a fuck! -

Yeeaah! I've been up, -

I've been down. -

I don't give a fuck! -

Yeeeaaah!

I've been up, -

I've been down. -

I don't give a fuck!

They can take away the cars, they can take away the cash;

Yo, I bet you that they can't take the realness that's in

ME! [Verse 2:]

I just want mama to be happy. (mama to be happy!)

Is that too motherfuckin' much to aaaask? (aaaask!)

Damn it! '

Bout to cry in this bitch. -

King of the jungle,

I hate liars, but

I fuck with a lioness bitch! (BITCH!)

If you don't straighten your ass out right now

I will find you and iron, you bitch.

Grindin' been my strategy ('ey!) like this is my anatomy,

I should get? to sick; why? -

Why, whyyy?

Would you let love is make you act like a faggot?

I'm fly! (I'm fly!) -

And you act like a maggot! (whooo!)

Money comes, money goes.

I used to wear funny clothes;

Hammer pants. -

My mama used-to-wipe-my-runny-nose

My real fam-ily, all

I care about is her. -

I'm feelin' like... (whooo!) [Chorus] [Verse 3:]

Then I watch my daddy hit my mama.

Listen to my mama tryna calm us, y'all don't understand the problem

That we have. -

Who-gives-a-shit-about-dollars when you gotta-go-visit your father in rehab?

You said Rick

Ryan Marcus long-as-

I'm-gettin'-high-your-mama-will be sad.

And only I can fix this; so

I'm a-turn-this-all around

I promise (I promise!) - as we sat.

He said I'm-down-right-now-in-life-now-and-you-know-

I'm a BE B

ACK! And-when-he-got-back-home it was like he was heaven sent

Cause I was only 11 at the time and he's been clean and sober ever since. (whoo!)

He gave me this advice. (advice!) -

You at a huge advantage;

Long as you know what's rules in life (life!) - and a view for the planet!

Rather You the man, you're the mechanic; people treat money like oxygen

When they got it they take it for granted. (HUUUHHH!) -

But then lose it and panic!

So spoken,

G. - I look at him like superman,

And y'all know niggas ain't even close to me, so if he can fall; so can we! (ooohhh!) [Chorus]