what's up (feat. Westwood)

Lyrics: Owen Underwood Music: Noah McDonald Huh, huh Yeah, I gotta make some calls It's not the same way if I'm famous, I gotta give my all Just wait 'til I slide in, you gotta stop all your crying, nah What the **** are you hidin' for? You keep track of my highs and lows Want, want you right now, girl, I just want you right now, now Want you right now, g-girl, I just want you right now, now Now I'm on the top floor, feeling me, I do not got those I'm in New York like it's five-four, you need a shoulder to cry on You need that Yeah, what's up, baby girl? What's up? What's up? My love, give you all my love Yeah, take time off when it's said and done You can't find me, I'm on the run When I talk, I hope you hearing what I say And yeah, it's right now When I'm lost, ain't got no phone, gotta find my way Way Put the cash in the bag, and I run outside at the end of my day End of my day Calm down, baby girl, take a breath, everything gon' be okay Everything Yeah, I just want money and power, don't know what I wanted before Before Yeah, you walkin' in without asking whenever I open the door Door Yeah, I put an end to that shit, but I promise that I want it more More Yeah, I want it more I want it more, I promise you, I want it more I want it more Yeah, smoking yo' pack, gave you money, now I want it back Uh-huh I'm addicted to spending the racks Yeah Hit you once now we blowin' you back, yeah Okay Wanna just hide away, I don't like doing whatever I'm told I wish I could fly today, gotta keep praying like— Huh, huh Yeah, I gotta make some calls It's not the same way if I'm famous, I gotta give my all I gotta give my all Just wait 'til I slide in, you gotta stop all your crying, nah Damn What the **** are you hidin' for? You keep track of my highs and lows Into the mark with that bitch Want, want you right now, girl, I just want you right now, now Want you right now, g-girl, I just want you right now, now Yeah Now I'm on the top floor, feeling me, I do not got those Got those I'm in New York like it's five-four Five-four, you need a shoulder to cry on You need that Yeah, what's up, baby girl? What's up? What's up? My love, give you all my love My love Yeah, take time off when it's said and done Done You can't find me, I'm on the run What's up, baby girl? What's up? What's up? My love, give you all my love Take time off when it's said and done You can't find me, I'm on-on-on-on—