The Come Up ft. Kidnap Koopa Lyrics

This motherfucker hard KJ

Yeah, uh, uh, uh, okay

Yeah, it ain't easy, being me

Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?

Will any one of my homies try to switch up on me

I wonder will I ever change and still remain the same me

I'm still in these streets, I'm still killin' these beats

I'm still totin' the steel, get you killed, I'm hot with the heat

And I'ma stay on they necks until the day that I'm deceased

Evicting niggas out the game, yeah, you the ran up on your lease

Know that if I ever make it, me and my niggas gon' feast

Know that if you play with my niggas, my niggas gon' eat

That ain't my business, sip tea rest in peace to Pimp C

Like a Houston Cali nigga, I smoke weed and drink lean

Yeah, my pain you can't see, I keep that deep inside of me

I know one day I'ma blow, they gon' see this anger release

I know one day I'ma blow, they waitin' on the tape release

Everybody tellin' me they really got some faith in me

Don't wanna hear you say you love me, just rather you pray for me

Most these niggas really fake, they ain't real as they really seem

Most these bitches, they gon' fuck if you sell them a couple dreams

And if you gotta pay for pussy, then shawty outta my league

I ain't never pay for pussy, I ain't never been that green

If you trickin', if you got it, then tell me what do that mean

Reachin' in his pocket, but ain't up it what that mean

Me and my niggas be fresh like Mr. Clean when we hit the scene

Yeah, Koopa Nvti might sacrifice your body

Exercise my right to tote the strap, but this is not Pilates

Feel like a mixture of Luca Brasi and John Gotti

Play with the gang and I send a couple shots at your posse

Smoke weed, but it ain't in me to go paparazzi

But I might pop a X to get me out my body

Talkin' out your neck, you niggas out of pocket

And you better not disrespect, you niggas know whats poppin

I keep the peace but chuck deuces to all my loved ones

When it's drama, my brother call me, make sure that I save him some

No need to speak, I think actions talk louder than tongues

But fuck with me and see me in the front seat with my favorite gun

Beam on it what you want? Aim it at your Saint Laurent

You'll get a couple shells in your vest, even your tailored one

Niggas movin' easy like I won't just go unchained chain or some

Snatch a nigga, chain or some

Blow a nigga brain or some

Thunder to your dome, that's a brainstorm, nigga, think of somethin

Heater got him froze, ice cold, man, he can't think of nothin

Unorthodox irregular, verbal assassin, weapon tongue

Reckless one, take a ton of punches just to land one

Slave you Uncle Sam's son, with the locs of Samson

Cut em and ya damn done, I'm the damn one

This the brightest come up second to the rise of the damn sun

Cuz not a damn one, other outshines this handsome Man um

Oh my God, me and koop what a tandem man, uh

Run up on me and Koop, we gon' blam some

I bet your soul can feel this shit, what's the name of this damn song

These niggas really talk that shit, I wonder where they came from

See, hearing questions like that, let me know, we in the lane of

Or the fast lane towards the come up nigga yeah, The come up nigga

Yeah