LYRIC

YSN Flow – “The Come Up” Lyrics

“The Come Up”

Congo, that’s you?
Good night, Darkboy
StoopKid’s afraid to leave his stoop

Popping off, been on the come up
Send a walkdown on a nigga before his ass run up
My nigga can’t put his gun up
He expect the unexpected, don’t try to backdoor us
They try to drag us, don’t know us
Fuck the media and fuck your nigga that we roll up
‘Member you hated but now you tryna get all close up
Nigga, act like you don’t know us

I’m rocking double G, bro got the same thing
We from the same struggle, that’s that sandbox
I’m facing a one-two, my momma said she raised me better
Sorry, ma, I got my hands high
Passed out the Calabasas, we gon’ pack the Burberry
For them days we was whipping them vans out
My niggas know that I’ma fed ’em all
Because I know the loyalty gon’ stand out
I’m tryna step for these jeans
I took a piss for my P.O. right after I pour up some lean
Marijuana, [?] trees
I put a .35 inside of Backwood and breeze
I do this shit for the team
And I do this shit for the ones that I know who ain’t believe
Feel like the closest come around and leave
Money the motto tatted on my sleeve
Youngest nigga really fucking up roads
Can’t read the logo that they put on my clothes
I stay on J-Pay, I gave racks to the bros
I know they trapping, make it back when they home
My bitch the realest, she so bad to the bone
Any time I hear it, she gon’ pick up the phone
Got no relations and I’m rocking VLONE
Been burning bridges, tell ’em leave me alone

Popping off, been on the come up
Send a walkdown on a nigga before his ass run up
My nigga can’t put his gun up
He expect the unexpected, don’t try to backdoor us
They try to drag us, don’t know us
Fuck the media and fuck your nigga that we roll up
‘Member you hated but now you tryna get all close up
Nigga, act like you don’t know us

I’m still the same nigga from back then
I tried help out niggas, they keep my back in
I’m still that same nigga tryna win
I got ties with depression, that’s fuck what I’m [?]
He was a lame nigga to became
Cut the squares out my circle, I don’t want you in
Know if they changed they’ll change again
I’m from the pain, I can’t let you in
Holding my thirty, all these niggas bogus
They tried to finesse, they think I don’t know this
I’m in a [?], now these bitches [?]
I finally work for this shit that I wanted
My life numb to battles, can’t feel no opponent
If I ever speak on some shit, I’ma own it
Walking in the Saks, had to ice all my dealing
Got momma whatever the fuck she want it

Popping off, been on the come up
Send a walkdown on a nigga before his ass run up
My nigga can’t put his gun up
He expect the unexpected, don’t try to backdoor us
They try to drag us, don’t know us
Fuck the media and fuck your nigga that we roll up
‘Member you hated but now you tryna get all close up
Nigga, act like you don’t know us
Popping off, been on the come up
Send a walkdown on a nigga before his ass run up
My nigga can’t put his gun up
He expect the unexpected, don’t try to backdoor us
They try to drag us, don’t know us
Fuck the media and fuck your nigga that we roll up
‘Member you hated but now you tryna get all close up
Nigga, act like you don’t know us

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