The Come Up

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What you know about the come up
I been down on my ass I be rapping all night till the sun up
Racks imma run up
I ain't ever see my dad I be losing all my fam ain't no love up
Back from the gutter
See the hood white boy like OKC with the thunder
Rap never stutter
Pray to god for the racks, and the fam in a jam, and the cover
I ain't ever run out
Workin hard never lose everyday get the cash
So I dub up
Chilling with the cutters
Seeing people selling crack everyday walking home I was younger
Everyday I wonder
Could I make it one day where I'm living in the Blo with my brother
Pain never duck her
She a bitch and I know but you gotta find a way get above her
I ain't ever love her
I ain't showing no love to a bitch wanting cash
Get a rubber
Hit it I'm a runner
I ain't ringing no hoe
Wanting blue and the gold
So I dub her
I ain't ever trust her
Imma run up all the racks on my own
Gotta rock gotta roll
And I'm bringing all my bruddas
Everyday in the back want a clone
Never drop never fold
Keep a Louisville slugger
Ain't no rats in my pack
Keep it ten for the kin
You a snake get your head I'm a cutter
Everyday get the bread
I ain't got me no green for the food
Eating jelly peanut butter
Every bitch wanna roll
They all want me on the low
Lets Roll
I been stuck in the rags like
Yeah yeah
Bricks and the pad life
Big bags
Everyday I'm waiting for the come up
Racks imma run up
Grind no, relax
Gotta put the money in the stash
Working everyday never slack
Everyday I'm patient like post and I'm patient like post
And I'm patient I'm waiting
What you know about the come up
I been down on my ass I be rapping all night till the sun up
Racks imma run up
I ain't ever see my dad I be losing all my fam ain't no love up
Back from the gutter
See the hood white boy like OKC with the thunder
Rap never stutter
Pray to god for the racks, and the fam in a jam, and the cover
I ain't ever run out
Workin hard never lose everyday get the cash
So I dub up
Chilling with the cutters
Seeing people selling crack everyday walking home I was younger
Everyday I wonder
Could I make it one day where I'm living in the Blo with my brother
Pain never duck her
She a bitch and I know but you gotta find a way get above her
I ain't ever love her
I ain't showing no love to a bitch wanting cash
Get a rubber
Hit it I'm a runner
I ain't ringing no hoe
Wanting blue and the gold
So I dub her
I ain't ever trust her
Imma run up all the racks on my own
Gotta rock gotta roll
And I'm bringing all my bruddas
Everyday in the back want a clone
Never drop never fold
Keep a Louisville slugger
Verse two finna go
See an op finna roll
I ain't fucking with the pigs in my life
Ever since I was a kid I been running from 'em all
Momma said son watch it
People coming for your pockets
I be shooting like James and I pass like Russ got me feeling like the Rockets
So I pack another bowl
Break a nugg Bol Bol yeah
Imma shoot like Murray and MPJ
All around like Jokic
In my city I'm popping
Every song I'm dropping
Everybody they know that I ain't no joke no no no no
What you know about the come up
I been down on my ass I be rapping all night till the sun up
Racks imma run up
I ain't ever see my dad I be losing all my fam ain't no love up
Back from the gutter
See the hood white boy like OKC with the thunder
Rap never stutter
Pray to god for the racks, and the fam in a jam, and the cover

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