"The Come Up" lyrics
"Now some guys they just hate for no reason, capiche?"
Ay yo 6ix, this shit is crazy right? Remember when we used to be in Lenny's basement and shit? Now where we at? The Come Up
"Fuck your money, fuck your jewelry, fuck your cars, fuck all your bitches that you got, it's obsolete now, all that shit ain't fresh no more, fuck all that"
On the real homie, on the real
Tell me how you feel
Everything I spit is gold like I got a grill
Bet you people talking thought I'd sell out once I got a deal
Still me and my team, only difference - we live in the hills
We living a dream, these bitches perpetrating the skills
At the soup kitchen with my mama they giving us meals
I was poor in my adolescence but now I'm getting mills
Come on, tell me how it feels when that brand new record spills
Homie this the come up
I'm from where them drug dealers will run up
But I was never 'bout that shit, I just worked 'til the sun up
Oh yeah
Claiming that they got it over there
But they never had it over there
Motherfucker this the come up
Came a long way, this the come up
Been a long time coming, it's the come up
Been a long damn time, it's the come up
Open your mind, this is work ethic
Ninety-nine percent of you couldn't comprehend the method
'Cause you too wrapped up in the money and bitches
I get riches but never sacrifice the art
Been real from the start, now break it down
That super-duper-killer flow
All these bitches in here make you wanna kill a ho
It's kind of funny how the flow make me sound ignant
But you know the wordplay on another level, isn't it?
I been at it since a youngin on a dolo
'Til I got a team and said bye to doing it solo
Bad bitches wanna fuck me on the low though
Tryna' break the ice she be like, "Can I get a photo?"
A long time comin', what you call that?
Shorty blowin' up my phone, I promise to call back
Unless you a crazy ass bitch
I'ma tell your ass to fall back
This the come up
Came a long way, this the come up
Been a long time coming, it's the come up
Been a long damn time, it's the come up
[Seth MacFarlane:]
Maybe baby
Logic
Ay yo 6ix, this shit is crazy right? Remember when we used to be in Lenny's basement and shit? Now where we at? The Come Up
"Fuck your money, fuck your jewelry, fuck your cars, fuck all your bitches that you got, it's obsolete now, all that shit ain't fresh no more, fuck all that"
On the real homie, on the real
Tell me how you feel
Everything I spit is gold like I got a grill
Bet you people talking thought I'd sell out once I got a deal
Still me and my team, only difference - we live in the hills
We living a dream, these bitches perpetrating the skills
At the soup kitchen with my mama they giving us meals
I was poor in my adolescence but now I'm getting mills
Come on, tell me how it feels when that brand new record spills
Homie this the come up
I'm from where them drug dealers will run up
But I was never 'bout that shit, I just worked 'til the sun up
Oh yeah
Claiming that they got it over there
But they never had it over there
Motherfucker this the come up
Came a long way, this the come up
Been a long time coming, it's the come up
Been a long damn time, it's the come up
Open your mind, this is work ethic
Ninety-nine percent of you couldn't comprehend the method
'Cause you too wrapped up in the money and bitches
I get riches but never sacrifice the art
Been real from the start, now break it down
That super-duper-killer flow
All these bitches in here make you wanna kill a ho
It's kind of funny how the flow make me sound ignant
But you know the wordplay on another level, isn't it?
I been at it since a youngin on a dolo
'Til I got a team and said bye to doing it solo
Bad bitches wanna fuck me on the low though
Tryna' break the ice she be like, "Can I get a photo?"
A long time comin', what you call that?
Shorty blowin' up my phone, I promise to call back
Unless you a crazy ass bitch
I'ma tell your ass to fall back
This the come up
Came a long way, this the come up
Been a long time coming, it's the come up
Been a long damn time, it's the come up
[Seth MacFarlane:]
Maybe baby
Logic
Writer(s): Oliver Tank, Robert Bryson Hall Ii, Arjun Ivatury
