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Come Up

 

Come Up

(album: BeBe Kidd - 2014)


From the bottom to the top, still praying that I'ma come up
One eye open, still sleeping with my gun tucked
Oh, no, no, no, I ain't the one, I ain't the one, don't try to run up
I'ma grind all night until the sun up, hear them boys hating on me, I don't give one fuck

Ran around the hood, fucking shit up, I was a BeBe Kidd
Me and Tone running in the store snatching potato chips
Mama stayed at Bingo, she was trying to bring that paper in
I had dreams of getting rich and famous, I said "I'm gon' make it big, one day I'm gon' make it big"

High school: kept getting kicked out cause I didn't rock with niggas
Tone got caught up in some shit, now he locked in prison
Fell in love with music, every nigga on my block was spitting
Bring some cash, [?] said "this your talent, bro, you got it in you, you better use it to get out this bitch"

From the bottom to the top, still praying that I'ma come up
One eye open, still sleeping with my gun tucked
Oh, no, no, no, I ain't the one, I ain't the one, don't try to run up
I'ma grind all night until the sun up, hear them boys hating on me, I don't give one fuck

Too busy chasing dreams, I wasn't out here trying to chase no bitch
I was in the studio with Laino trying to make a hit
Dropped a couple songs, now everywhere I go they play my shit, tell the DJ "play my shit"
Walking through the mall signing autographs and taking pics, I can't even take a piss

Without these niggas looking at me, trying to plot since I came up
But I don't give a fuck, I'm still riding with that thang tucked
I promised all my niggas, when I'm on, I'll never change up
And I still hang with with them niggas I been rocking with since day one, just waiting til that day come, nigga

From the bottom to the top, still praying that I'ma come up
One eye open, still sleeping with my gun tucked
Oh, no, no, no, I ain't the one, I ain't the one, don't try to run up
I'ma grind all night until the sun up, hear them boys hating on me, I don't give one fuck

Man, ever since I started rapping, shit that I never would have thought'd happen
Never gave up, I got heart like Kevin, I inspired myself when I lost the passion
But, nah, I'm on my grind, back on point like a porcupine
I know she fine, but I throw her out and say "get off my balls" like a Pokémon

Cause I got cheese to make, I got a dream to chase
Somebody pray for me while I'm in the streets trying to get this cake
And I keep that pistol with me just in case, cause I don't trust not a soul
I gotta get this money before I go back home, I can't go back broke

From the bottom to the top, still praying that I'ma come up
One eye open, still sleeping with my gun tucked
Oh, no, no, no, I ain't the one, I ain't the one, don't try to run up
I'ma grind all night until the sun up, hear them boys hating on me, I don't give one fuck

Come up, come up
Gun tucked, gun tucked
Don't try to run up, run up
I'ma grind all night until the sun up, hear them boys hating on me, I don't give one fuck, one fuck

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