The Come Up
Smoke DZA, Shelley FKA DRAM
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Uh DZA, D.R.A.M Really I said, we went from plaid boxers to Polo briefs And I show my ass See these horses, that's up on me So we went from nickel bags to O-Z's So we came up, way up, yeah Went from chasing hoes to chasing cheese And your bitch mad You mad 'cause she on me And we went from IOU's to, "What you need?" So we came up, way up, yeah Right, really fucking cool, keep it frost Ain't shit changed but the weather and my drawers Sour coming out of my pores Under the tobacco, Vanill- of course I smell like Boss, look like wealth Through that wave I'm Mike Phelps, you that maid Look like help Tryna find the plug, I'm the plug myself You ain't gotta kiss the ring shawty, kiss my belt My life right now got me like I love my health But I'm still like, "Something got to give" A lot of niggas die before they dead, I gots to live I came from the bottom, not a pot to piss and shit Like a million others, but what make me different is I turned my dreams to reality Come through the hood casually Few niggas salty, but I know I'm who they rather be Get money, take care of the faculty I said, we went from plaid boxers to Polo briefs And I show my ass See these horses, that's up on me So we went from nickel bags to O-Z's So we came up, way up, yeah Went from chasing hoes to chasing cheese And your bitch mad You mad 'cause she on me And we went from IOU's to, "What you need?" So we came up, way up, yeah Right, take credit for the wins and losses I know what I know, I just search for the reassurance Niggas dyin' to be important Souls get bought quite often No integrity, what you talking? All things, offsprings get lost in The system of these streets we involved in Either you crack slinging or ballin' The American dream to get rich and the whole hood all in Uh, hustlers will watch me maneuver through Prime example, you could do it too In my lane speeding like I'm Ricky Bobby Posted up in any lobby Six degrees of separation, I give it to anybody Faded off the dour and the Henney probably Get rich schemes, I got many hobbies League of my own, I ain't got many rivalries 9/11 you know where I be Unlimited credit line with Ike' I said, we went from plaid boxers to Polo briefs And I show my ass See these horses, that's up on me So we went from nickel bags to O-Z's So we came up, way up, yeah Went from chasing hoes to chasing cheese And your bitch mad You mad 'cause she on me And we went from IOU's to, "What you need?" So we came up, way up, yeah
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Written by: Sean Pompey, Shelley Marshaun Massenburg-Smith
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