The Come Up

timbo:
yo
still hungry, man
yeah
ey yo I'm bout to make moves
and get this lil bit of paper right
this broke shit got a bitch staying awake at night
it ain't a guy thing or a girl thing
it's a me thing, getting high and drunk every weekend
fuck drama, I'd rather shine on you hard
black tinted Cadillac, no ice at all
7-6 a.i., bitch, watch me ball
scow flaw like a motherfucker dipping from the law, aw naw
kinda game
is they playing
I got a gang of players
call my gang to bang em
and let em know
that I'm for the pesos
hundreds ain't nothing youngin that shit is play-dough
push the pedal to the metal hit the fucking floor
ain't about the d-o-e, then what you talking for
expedition, never slipping on a money mission
shit is real, when you ain't even got no pot to piss in
that's why I'm on the come up
for the come up
watch you niggas get done up
who try to run up
however whatever the case may be
you tryna get it down down
we can get it down now
(yeah)
up late at night (yeah)
at the kitchen stove (yeah)
with them b-12s (yeah)
tryna make they ghost (yeah)
with the tech and gauge (yeah)
selling grey and beige (yeah)
plus the red and blues (yeah)
ducking the federals (yeah)
got me the smashing Benz (yeah)
with the matching rims (yeah)
fuck driving dawg (yeah)
drug trafficking (yeah)
making illegal lefts (yeah)
taking crazy rights (yeah)
code over money man
never mind the ice
these motherfuckers ain't right
man cause I got my game tight
you never find a grown
who grind twice as hard
this money situation, niggas acting funny on occasion
but that's on them, cause that's time wasted
meanwhile I'ma be scheming for ducats
stashed in the sock drawer
nice lil duckie
working on a master plan to get the master cash
parties and shit I'm a have to pass
cause one day I plan to live it up
until then you gon give it up
money man, tell me what the fuck is up
here we go, here we go, here we go again
roll it up, light it up, pass it to a friend
stacking it all whether it's twenty or a thousand
out to take my family off of welfare, out of public housing
who, me? I got bills to pay
until then, I’m gon make a way
is that okay?
(yeah)
up late at night (yeah)
at the kitchen stove (yeah)
with them b-12s (yeah)
tryna make they ghost (yeah)
with the tech and gauge (yeah)
selling grey and beige (yeah)
plus the red and blues (yeah)
ducking the federals (yeah)
got me the smashing benz (yeah)
with the matching rims (yeah)
fuck driving dawg (yeah)
drug trafficking (yeah)
making illegal lefts (yeah)
taking crazy rights (yeah)
code over money man
never mind the ice
the smell of money got my trigger finger acting funny
no stopping me homes, until I'm sitting nice and lovely
keep puffing until I'm high as a bird
want the dough, fuck the crumbs, give em to the birds
oh my stars ain’t asking no how come
fuck being patient, I ain’t waiting for the outcome
fuck you eating, alpo?
please don’t get me started
out for the paper with that big face on it
(yeah)
up late at night (yeah)
at the kitchen stove (yeah)
with them b-12s (yeah)
tryna make they ghost (yeah)
with the tech and gauge (yeah)
selling grey and beige (yeah)
plus the red and blues (yeah)
ducking the federals (yeah)
got me the smashing benz (yeah)
with the matching rims (yeah)
fuck driving dawg (yeah)
drug trafficking (yeah)
making illegal lefts (yeah)
taking crazy rights (yeah)
code over money man
never mind the ice
hush little baby (16x)
here my dutches
here my weed
here my heine and my vodka
all you other motherfuckers
get off my dick
let’s go
yall can’t fuck with me and my niggas
fuck it
jade
ms. jade to yall bitches
listen
c’mon
ah ah
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