Lyrics of '1UP (feat. Profit Dinero)' by T-Pain

[T-Pain]
It's whatever, man
It's whatever, man
It's whatever, man

Yeah, yeah
Man, I swear that I got one up on these niggas
Bling, blow, put that gun up, fuck these niggas
Use that second chance to make a better plan
Be a better man or it's whatever, man
Yeah, my dawg go on and light that blunt up for my nigga
Bling, blow, put that gun up, fuck these niggas
Use that second chance to make a better plan
Be a better man or it's whatever, man

I hate to see my dawg through that window
Phone smell like tears how my dawg get up in there
He roll for his peers now we all look like sinners
Now we outchea eatin', I thought we all would be at dinner, yeah
Don't let this shit distract you from your purpose, bruh
They just trying to stop what you been workin' for
You said that you'd buy your mama a whole crib
But now your kid ain't got no crib, you doin' a whole bid, shit
That ain't where you 'posed to be
Thousands in the crowd, that's just what you supposed to see
I told her that you supposed to just lay low, stay close to me
Let me do all the workin', I know that we both could eat

Supposedly, we all should be destined for the same fate
Tryna impress all these niggas just to save face
Bigger guns, bigger whips, we in the same race
Then we end up in the same place

Yeah, yeah
Man, I swear that I got one up on these niggas
Bling, blow, put that gun up, fuck these niggas
Use that second chance to make a better plan
Be a better man or it's whatever, man
Yeah, my dawg go on and light that blunt up for my nigga
Bling, blow, put that gun up, fuck these niggas
Use that second chance to make a better plan
Be a better man or it's whatever, man

I hate to see my dawgs stuck in they hometown
Runnin' in place and can't make no ground
I keep tellin' my dawg to make they own sound
Put them O's down, the police comin' and it's over now
Yeah, havin' that pack ain't where it's at
Put your city on the map, and leave that bitch behind your back
'Cause them niggas gon' start hatin' all the sudden
And if they can't find you, they make examples out your cousin
What the fuck is goin' on with niggas?
Somethin' wrong with niggas
You make that cake and can't feel safe in your own home with niggas
But if you can't stay out that place, then you belong with niggas
And you gone raise that lil baby to be a grown lil nigga

Supposedly, we all should be destined for the same fate
Tryna impress all these niggas just to save face
Bigger guns, bigger whips, we in the same race
Then we end up in the same place

Yeah, yeah
Man, I swear that I got one up on these niggas
Bling, blow, put that gun up, fuck these niggas
Use that second chance to make a better plan
Be a better man or it's whatever, man
Yeah, my dawg go on and light that blunt up for my nigga
Bling, blow, put that gun up, fuck these niggas
Use that second chance to make a better plan
Be a better man or it's whatever, man

[Profit Dinero]
Swear my grind was hard as I hustled hard
Prayin' for these blessings, gave it all to God
Ain't nobody have faith in Betty grandboy
Pain made a phone call and now I'm headed north
It's shame my own city hate to see me shine
Bitch, I'm focused on these millions, we need every dime
NappyBoy to the death, I'm talkin' dotted lines
Got everybody lookin' froze like a broken spine
Knew my time was comin', all it took was patience
Actions speak louder than words, so now they really hatin'
Business over bullshit when we at the occasion
And you know we 'bout them chips like a trip to Vegas
Made it out the hood but still love Ty
1700 forever, RIP to Jah
Made a vow to my son that I would never stop
And if I ever got a chance, I would never flop

[T-Pain]
Yeah, yeah
Man, I swear that I got one up on these niggas
Bling, blow, put that gun up, fuck these niggas
Use that second chance to make a better plan
Be a better man or it's whatever, man
Yeah, my dawg go on and light that blunt up for my nigga
Bling, blow, put that gun up, fuck these niggas
Use that second chance to make a better plan
Be a better man or it's whatever, man