The Come-Up Lyrics

I never need to warm up

I thought that they

Would warn ya

I'm grinding till the sunup

Watch them numbers runup

Pick your side

You pick your poison

Always destined to be someone

Who does not fold

I broke the mold

Then I begun the comeup

From nothing

To see it is something

The beast I'm becoming

Will feast till there's nothing

Let's eat

Pendo on the beat

And Im hungry

Next course, please

And keep them coming

I got the munchies

Real talk

No fiction

Big boss

I'm with it

Drugs got me spiraling

And sunt me on a mission

Do the dash

Driving back

I'm not chasing recognition

And when the smoke clears

No competition

Caught up in the game Surrounded by expenses

The love I've been giving

Got me

Empty and vicious

Caught up in the game

Surrounded by expenses

The love I've been giving

Got me empty and vicious

Empty empty and vicious

I'm just too relevant

I send shots for the hell of it

Back pocket hold my knots

Everything in the front

I'm selling it

This loud I smoke you smelling it

Everything that gets done

You telling it

Go run to Mama

Like you need a tit

Still going bald

From the genes in it

I'm making a statement

I'm on like the bracelets

The time I'll be facing

Is nothing compared to the

Time that is wasted

Try hard but I can not replace it

So I make it

My mission to change it

I lay it and save it

Edit the placement

Foundation laying

Raise the bass

So you Understand

Just what I'm saying

Contemplating

Weighing

Options on

Making paper

Save it hater

Ain't now or later

Procrastinator

You a masturbator

I'ma smash and maker

Think I'm her maker

Certainly a breath taker

Smoking like smut

In asthmatic lungs

Look like oxygen low

Take a breather

I turn a quiet bitch

Into a screaming hoe

Strip her down

And ima eat her

Quick to leave her

If she gets out of line

Im fast to free her

Raise the bar

Man the balance teeter

When she

Treats me

Like I ain't her king

I blow her off

Like she blew my peter

Piper down

Still she got

The fever

I never need to warm up

I thought that they

Would warn ya

I'm grinding till the sunup

Watch them numbers runup

Pick your side

You pick your poison

Always destined to be someone

Who does not fold

I broke the mold

Then I begun the come-up

I never need to warm up

I thought that they

Would warn ya

I'm grinding till the sunup

Watch them numbers runup

Pick your side

You pick your poison

Always destined to be someone

Who does not fold

I broke the mold

Then I begun the come-up