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King Von – Act Up Lyrics
Von
Huh? What? Huh?
(DJ on the beat, so it’s a banger)

Chorus
I was a hot nigga, I was tryna pop niggas, I was tryna kill ‘em (Boom, boom)
Now I’m gettin’ money, got so much ice on me, I just be chillin’ (Yeah, yeah)
I ain’t gon’ change up just ‘cause this fame stuff (Nah, nah, nah), I keep a glizzy (Boom, boom)
Fuck nigga act up (Who?), then his ass gettin’ clapped up, better not come near me (Boom, boom)
I was a hot nigga, I was tryna pop niggas (Yeah), I was tryna kill ‘em (Huh? Huh?)
Now I’m gettin’ money, got so much ice on me (Yeah), I just be chillin’ (Yeah, yeah)
I ain’t gon’ change up just ‘cause this fame stuff, I keep a glizzy (Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Fuck nigga act up, then his ass gettin’ clapped up (Boom), better not come near me (Boom, boom)
Verse 1
You can take a nigga out the streets (What?), can’t take the streets out a nigga (Nah)
You can make a nigga super famous (What?), but deep down, he still a killer (Yeah)
You can give a nigga all that money (Huh?), more choppers and poles for the gang (Uh-huh)
You see a potential investment (A what?), we see a potential stain (On gang)
Only thing different, I’m checkin’ a bigger bag (Uh), I’m rappin’ and doin’ shows (Rappin’ and doin’ shows)
But still I support the trenches, still be trappin’ and shootin’ poles (Still be trappin’ and shootin’ poles)
Plus, I can’t forget my struggle (I can’t)
Can’t never forget where I came from (Uh-uh)
Won’t never forget what made me (I won’t)
Still snatchin’ up souls like Shang Tsung (On gang)

Chorus
I was a hot nigga, I was tryna pop niggas, I was tryna kill ‘em (Boom, boom)
Now I’m gettin’ money, got so much ice on me, I just be chillin’ (Yeah, yeah)
I ain’t gon’ change up just ‘cause this fame stuff (Nah, nah, nah), I keep a glizzy (Boom, boom)
Fuck nigga act up (Who?), then his ass gettin’ clapped up, better not come near me (Boom, boom)
I was a hot nigga, I was tryna pop niggas (Yeah), I was tryna kill ‘em (Huh? Huh?)
Now I’m gettin’ money, got so much ice on me (Yeah), I just be chillin’ (Yeah, yeah)
I ain’t gon’ change up just ‘cause this fame stuff, I keep a glizzy (Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Fuck nigga act up, then his ass gettin’ clapped up (Boom), better not come near me (Boom, boom)

Verse 2
Nigga, we shoot shit for real (Uh)
Lack one time and your ass get killed (Boom, boom)
Nigga, I just popped me a pill (Uh-huh)
First motherfucker get caught, boy, his ass gettin’ nailed (Ooh, yeah, yeah)
Niggas be scared when I roll up (I know)
I’m the type to do a nigga dirty, act like I don’t know him (Boom, boom)
He ain’t see it comin’, so I had to show him (Boom, boom)
Run up on a crowd and just get to blowin’ (Boom, boom, boom)
Never worked at no bar, but I throw shots (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
You can call me a pro at how good I blow Glocks (Yeah)
Got my whole hood on lock (Lock)
Niggas hatin’, be the same ones get shot (Get shot, what?)
And niggas mad ‘cause they ain’t got what I got (Nah, nah, nah)
Chorus
I was a hot nigga, I was tryna pop niggas, I was tryna kill ‘em (Boom, boom)
Now I’m gettin’ money, got so much ice on me, I just be chillin’ (Yeah, yeah)
I ain’t gon’ change up just ‘cause this fame stuff (Nah, nah, nah), I keep a glizzy (Boom, boom)
Fuck nigga act up (Who?), then his ass gettin’ clapped up, better not come near me (Boom, boom)
I was a hot nigga, I was tryna pop niggas (Yeah), I was tryna kill ‘em (Huh? Huh?)
Now I’m gettin’ money, got so much ice on me (Yeah), I just be chillin’ (Yeah, yeah)
I ain’t gon’ change up just ‘cause this fame stuff, I keep a glizzy (Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Fuck nigga act up, then his ass gettin’ clapped up (Boom), better not come near me (Boom, boom)
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