Hands Up - NF

Yeah I’m like Ali when I write hooks, get it?

Right hooks

These songs are like the chapters of my life and this is my book

Yo you seein' me on these stages, go into a song I’m turnin' these pages

Turn the pages, welcome to chapter 1 of my life: «Crazy!»

Yeah, let’s call it that if ya’ll don’t mind, I got a dope mind

With these Pope lines, I don’t smoke I’m in a cold clim-ate

So ya’ll better hold on

They telling me that I’m loco, um, tell me something I don’t know

Ain’t that a clear picture, no photo, yeah clear pictures, no photo

And yo this ain’t about the photos or the fame life

I kill my flesh and live for God all in the same life

So call me what you wanna, but I’m a do what I gotta, yup

And anybody got a problem, shh, NF real music

Yo I started from the bottom no Drake though, yeah I came in the game like, «Hello!»

I came in the game like, «Let's go!"This beat might break your neck your bones

But that’s okay, okay, you ain’t heard of me, then you so late

So just take a seat of that cold plate, and just let- let- let-let me explain

Yo, «NF"be that logo, «Capitol"be that label

If I see beats on my table, I swear, I’m a eat the whole plateful

And that’s my life, I write what I mean so I might, go a little bit cray when I

find mics

I ain’t doing it so I am in the limelight, cause that limelight, it ain’t life

Am I in this for the money?

Hey quit crackin' jokes

Cause we all know this industry is known for cuttin' throats

And if this was all for money I’d have quit years ago

But it’s not, so turn me up until my ears explode, let’s go

Let me see those hands up

Hands up

Oh

Let me see those hands up

(Where you at? Where you at?)

Let me see those hands up

(Where you at? Where you at?)

Let me see those hands up

(Where you at? Where you at?)

Let me see those hands up

(Where you at? Where you at?)

Hands up

(W- w- w- w- where you at?)