The Come Up ft. K1NG ORTIZ Lyrics

Sup K1? Sup bro

What you been working on lately man

Just working with Raya and Chris, you know how it is man

Yeah but how you been though

I'm doing good bro, you know how it is

You doing good

Nah I'm good bro, I'm just waiting for that shit to drop bro

I know you bro, I know, I know, I know, I know bro...

What's it coming out man

I don't know

Think we should give it a week

A week

A week, a whole week

Yeah

Why not a day

Ooh I don't know, we gotta give it a week

We gotta let it build up right

Yeah that's facts

Feudal system, May 12th baby

I mean you been locked in so

Yeah, you know me, in the studio 24-7 man, that's how it is

Yeah bro, for real

Alright, peace dog

Can't understand, why he feel like he the man

He didn't come up with the plan, didn't protect my Everland

Say he my amigo with an ego, tryna be like me though

No bro, I won't lose too many times, I just gotta Bust-A-Rhymes

Feel like I'm coming up, let me get a double up

Feeling like I'm running up, gotta get the commas up

Say he the boss, I'm the loss but I'm better

Say he the cost, I'm the change in the weather

Can't compete, why I know you don't stand

You barely meet, why I even be mad

But you wanna be street, nah I ain't gotta do that

I'm gonna be a beast and I ain't gotta prove that

Switch up the flow, do you feel what I'm saying

Since I do it real good, I'm the man

You a fan, tryna pick out what I do, that ain't cool

Tryna put me out the game, you a fool, I'm just too good, better know it

Never rest, understood, gotta show it

And, you think you the best, you don't know me

When I'm better than the rest, gotta know it

Where do you think I'm going

Pushing the racks, you really get to knowing

Make some investments right in the morning

Cops look around my door and

Chris don't let him in, he got the Glock and I'm settling

Heard them blaze and I tell the men

This my block go, tell your friends

Here's some shots, it'll be your end

Hear my bars it sound like a trance

I scream and sing right to my fans

Me and L, throw a little last

You and your homie, we speeding past

Cause next week it'll be the best

You ain't better than FR, don't be stressed

Cause speaking from the chest

Best Summer album, place your bets