On Your Way Up Mike Smiff & Hurricane Wisdom

[Intro: Hurricane Wisdom]
Say, "No way" (No way)
I make the bitch say, "No way" (No way)
Oh (No way)
Psh, oh, huh

[Chorus: Hurricane Wisdom & Mike Smiff]
They say, "No way," uh (They say, "No way")
Had to make a way out of no way, uh, ayy (No way)
You know we poppin' shit, made our own way (We made our own way)
No, it ain't no stoppin', I keep goin' (Yeah, I swear that I keep goin', oh)
'Cause it feels good when you're on your way up (On your way up, when your on your way up, your way up)
And just stack your problems all the way up (All the way up, for real, all the way up, the way up)

[Verse 1: Mike Smiff]
Ayy, I stacked a hundred dollar bill (Oh yeah) on top of hundred dollar bills (Oh yeah)
And I kept doin' the same thing until these bitches hit the ceiling, man (Oh yeah)
My partner went to prison (Oh yeah), then my uncle went to prison (Oh yeah)
We took penitentiary chances, out here tryna get these Benjamins (Oh yeah)
One dollar and a dream (Oh yeah), drinkin' liquor, smokin' weed (Oh yeah)
Swear to God, the pawn shop the only one ain't said no to me (Oh, I love 'em)
Everything changed now, pocket full of money (Money)
Pull up in that foreign, bitches treat me like I'm Jodeci (Oh yeah)
Three or four Cubans 'round my neck, I'm so blessed, Lord (I'm blessed now)
Pretty bitch, real big booty, ooh, yes, Lord (Ooh, yeah)
In the club throwin' money at the ceiling, make a mess, Lord (Make a mess)
They ain't give this to me, I had to cry, bleed, and sweat for it