Search lyrics

Typing something do you want to search. Exam: Artist, Song, Album,Writer, Release Year...
if you want to find exactly, Please input keywords with double-quote or using multi keywords. Exam: "Keyword 1" "Keyword 2"

P.reign

Genres: Hip-Hop

Come Up Lyrics - P.reign

[Hook] 

Think I'm slippin' when I'm out of town 

They don't know the shooters all around 

Told my momma I'mma make her proud 

Then I went and told my bitch to hold it down 

'Cause I'mma come up, yeah, I'mma be rich soon, yeah 

I'mma come up, yeah, it's comin' real soon, yeah 

I'mma come up 

 

[Verse 1] 

Wasn't no long walks in the park 

I walk them streets every night 

In search of fiends every night 

Turnin' dreams to real life 

Like fuck what's wrong or right 

That young black boy was sellin' white 

Just little ol' me and my big ol' forty 

Filled with hollow tips, cops kryptonite 

My folks didn't win no lottery 

So pardon me for this robbery 

But my son gotta eat 

That's just how it's gotta be 

Can't put no price on loyalty 

Now my homeboys payin' lawyer's fees 

Like back when we was comin' up 

And just enough is not enough 

When shit was rough, we were tough 

When life was cold, kept heaters tucked 

No nightmares, you ain't seen enough 

Had a way with words, you ain't read enough 

You got your savings stashed at your crib 

Where baby mama watch your kids 

Like you was with me from the start 

It'll be wroth it when we hit the finish 

[Hook] 

Think I'm slippin' when I'm out of town 

They don't know the shooters all around 

Told my momma I'mma make her proud 

Then I went and told my bitch to hold it down 

'Cause I'mma come up, yeah, I'mma be rich soon, yeah 

I'mma come up, yeah, it's comin' real soon, yeah 

I'mma come up 

 

[Verse 2] 

They ain't paid me no mind, they ain't give me no help 

That's why I stayed on my grind and did this shit by myself 

I got two things in this world baby, my word and my wealth 

And keep my name out yo mouth, 'cause that ain't good for your health 

Don't fuck no regular bitch, I ain't no regular dude 

Been in the East with some Crips, been in the West with some Bloods 

And all these niggas I'm with ain't gettin' rich off of drugs 

You either a hustler or a pimp, that's where it is where I'm from 

Yeah, gon' down a bottle when it come to me 

I'm in and out when it come to beef 

I feel like Shaq when I'm strapped 'cause niggas gotta look up when they talk to me 

Bad bitches with me all in line, I had a dime 'fore I had a dime 

Hit a bitch and ain't call her since, bought a watch but can't find the time 

 

[Hook] 

Think I'm slippin' when I'm out of town 

They don't know the shooters all around 

Told my momma I'mma make her proud 

Then I went and told my bitch to hold it down 

'Cause I'mma come up, yeah, I'mma be rich soon, yeah 

I'mma come up, yeah, it's comin' real soon, yeah 

I'mma come up 

Copyright: Song Discussions Is Protected By U.s. Patent 9401941. Other Patents Pending.