Da Come Up
Young M.A.
Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer
Came from the bottom, man I feel like Martin Luther King, man Started off with a dream One gold chain, I was actin' up with the gold fangs No name, knew I had to put in more pain (puttin' in work), uh I had one bitch, few side hoes Taking niggas' women with my eyes closed I was runnin' like a snot nose, uh (run it up, run it up) Fresh t-shirt, Ralph Lauren, new pair of Jordans One car, not a foreign Had the Hennessy pourin', uh (pour it up, pour it up) Mixtapes out the Chevy Cruise (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) My grind wouldn't let me lose Now this lil' nigga makin' heavy moves Came back from the setback (hold up) The realest out, I can bet that (bet) Cee-lo with the dice game Four, five, six, that's a head crack (check 'em off) My ex-bitch, had to X that (bye) Didn't feel right, so I left that (hello) On to the next that Now it's f*ck that, where the checks at? (Where the checks, man?) Finessing, uh Get back to the work, ain't no resting, uh When I caught an L, I learned my lesson, uh Now I count my money, count my blessing, uh No off days on the calendar (no) 'Bout to cop the new Challenger MAC-10's with the silencer Even wildin' out, it ain't wild as us (glit) Purple kush, call it lavender LV's on the pedal Bring the mileage up, racks in the passenger (skrrt, skrrt) Whole gang full of savages (gang) Hunt 'em down like a scavenger (glit) Man down if he acting up (boom) Never back down, never backing up Get the backend, 'member back then I ain't have shit? Got the AP with the white face, call it Dracula (uh) Nigga hatin' all in an Acura Big body so big, beep, beep, beep, beep when I back it up Clown nigga, he-he-he-he-he-he, got me crackin' up (stupid) Make her skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet when I'm tappin' her In that big body with a thick thotty Got six jobs and like six hobbies, ooh Finessing, uh Get back to the work, ain't no resting, uh When I caught an L, I learned my lesson, uh Now I count my money, count my blessing, uh Started off with a dream One gold chain, I was actin' up with the gold fangs No name, knew I had to put in more pain, uh I had one bitch, few side hoes Taking niggas' women with my eyes closed I was runnin' like a snot nose Fresh t-shirt, Ralph Lauren, new pair of Jordans One car, not a foreign Had the Hennessy pourin' Mixtapes out the Chevy Cruise My grind wouldn't let me lose Now this lil' nigga makin' heavy moves Aye, big shit, big tings Big things, you know what I mean? (I had one bitch, few side hoes) (Taking niggas' women with my eyes closed) (I was runnin' like a snot) Aye, finessing Get back to the work, ain't no resting When I caught an L, I learned my lesson Now I count my money, count my blessing
Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer
Written by: Gregory Youance, Katorah Marrero
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Da Come Up Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 29 Apr. 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric/36572774/Young+M.A./Da+Come+Up>.
Discuss the Da Come Up Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In