
Get Up on My Level Jon Bellion
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[Intro]
Get up on my level 'cause I rock like heavy metal
And my foot's up on the pedal and I just won't stop (Go)
[Chorus]
Get up on my level 'cause I rock like heavy metal
And my foot's up on the pedal and I just won't stop (Stop)
Get up on my level 'cause I rock like heavy metal
And my foot's up on the pedal and I just won't stop (Stop)
Get up on my level 'cause I rock like heavy metal
And my foot's up on the pedal and I just won't stop (Stop)
And I just won't stop, and I just won't stop
And I just won't stop, and I just won't (Stop)
[Verse 1]
Beats so educated, not high school, it's "Why school?"
Swagger so cold, sweat diamonds and shit ice cubes
Not "Hi, school," I should say, "Bye, school"
Become a weatherman, I rap hail storms and typhoons
Live life's game by my whistle, my rules
Call me Dr. Evil, the whole world is mine, fools
Couldn't walk a mile in my shoes, you lie, fools
While I rock moccasins so fly, I don't tie shoes
Please, you need to come see me
Instead of talking on the low, shady, getting palm trees
Telling all your homies, "He can't make hard beats"
I guess this is a good start, G
Get up on my level 'cause I rock like heavy metal
And my foot's up on the pedal and I just won't stop (Go)
[Chorus]
Get up on my level 'cause I rock like heavy metal
And my foot's up on the pedal and I just won't stop (Stop)
Get up on my level 'cause I rock like heavy metal
And my foot's up on the pedal and I just won't stop (Stop)
Get up on my level 'cause I rock like heavy metal
And my foot's up on the pedal and I just won't stop (Stop)
And I just won't stop, and I just won't stop
And I just won't stop, and I just won't (Stop)
[Verse 1]
Beats so educated, not high school, it's "Why school?"
Swagger so cold, sweat diamonds and shit ice cubes
Not "Hi, school," I should say, "Bye, school"
Become a weatherman, I rap hail storms and typhoons
Live life's game by my whistle, my rules
Call me Dr. Evil, the whole world is mine, fools
Couldn't walk a mile in my shoes, you lie, fools
While I rock moccasins so fly, I don't tie shoes
Please, you need to come see me
Instead of talking on the low, shady, getting palm trees
Telling all your homies, "He can't make hard beats"
I guess this is a good start, G
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