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The Come Up (Remix)
by Jonas Potassium
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I feel it coming
I don't know what
People ask me questions
That I cannot answer
People say I'm too young I say that their too dumb
People always question and never learn their lesson
Stop asking me if this is what I want to do
If it wasn't then you wouldn't see me rapping is it true
When will you understand this is a passion
I love what I'm doing, and that is why I'm lasting
Longer than someone doing what they hate
They ask me how I feel I say Irate
Myself on a scale of one to ten
Trapped myself in a room with a pen
I came out a lyricist
Now I'm the one whose making you feel this
If you really want to quip
Your going to end up getting me pissed
Then I will come at your head
And make you end up dead
Can you feel it coming
I'm on the rise
Come on everybody
Put your hands to the skies
You know that I'm always ready to go
Everybody sick with jealousy of this flow
Not this specific one
But jealous of the fact that I can spit it so young
I felt it coming that's why I hopped on the beat
Everybody was thinking and wondering can they compete
But they know they can't, I'll beat them in reality
Or beat them in their dreams either way it's really sweet
They done messed up if they come at my neck
Like I'm Logan Paul I will deck
You and you'll end up on the ground crying
But hey, maybe I'll knock you out and you can dream of flying
That's the only way you'll ever be above me
The only way for you to win a race is to shove me
The people head bobbin to the flow they all love me
I got this down, no doubt I'm ripping this fully
Coming off so violent, commanding like a tyrant
You know I got the flow just like a fire hydrant
To start a fire I just spit, I don't need a lighter
You battling me? we'll call you a fire fighter
Can you feel it coming
I'm on the rise
Come on everybody
Put your hands to the skies
You know that I'm always ready to go
Everybody sick with jealousy of this flow
Not this specific one
But jealous of the fact that I can spit it so young
I feel it coming
I don't know what
People ask me questions
That I cannot answer
People say I'm too young I say that their too dumb
People always question and never learn their lesson
Stop asking me if this is what I want to do
If it wasn't then you wouldn't see me rapping is it true
When will you understand this is a passion
I love what I'm doing, and that is why I'm lasting
Longer than someone doing what they hate
They ask me how I feel I say Irate
Myself on a scale of one to ten
Trapped myself in a room with a pen
I came out a lyricist
Now I'm the one whose making you feel this
If you really want to quip
Your going to end up getting me pissed
Then I will come at your head
And make you end up dead
Can you feel it coming
I'm on the rise
Come on everybody
Put your hands to the skies
You know that I'm always ready to go
Everybody sick with jealousy of this flow
Not this specific one
But jealous of the fact that I can spit it so young
I felt it coming that's why I hopped on the beat
Everybody was thinking and wondering can they compete
But they know they can't, I'll beat them in reality
Or beat them in their dreams either way it's really sweet
They done messed up if they come at my neck
Like I'm Logan Paul I will deck
You and you'll end up on the ground crying
But hey, maybe I'll knock you out and you can dream of flying
That's the only way you'll ever be above me
The only way for you to win a race is to shove me
The people head bobbin to the flow they all love me
I got this down, no doubt I'm ripping this fully
Coming off so violent, commanding like a tyrant
You know I got the flow just like a fire hydrant
To start a fire I just spit, I don't need a lighter
You battling me? we'll call you a fire fighter
Can you feel it coming
I'm on the rise
Come on everybody
Put your hands to the skies
You know that I'm always ready to go
Everybody sick with jealousy of this flow
Not this specific one
But jealous of the fact that I can spit it so young
