Came Up Lyrics - Lost Jewlry - Raekwon

We pop bottles in this bitch to get our name up 

I come from under the bottom nigga, I came up 

So many niggas surround me wanna flame somethin' 

I'm like "cool out, no money in it, changeup" 

We pop bottles in this bitch to get our name up 

I come from under the bottom nigga, we came up 

So many niggas surround me wanna flame somethin' 

I'm like "cool out, no money in it, changeup" 

Little leather niggas get it, 

I come from the back door with 40 lil' live niggas with me 

All on mollies, it's nothin', fresh niggas they up 

Some in the mail room and the club lightin' blunts up 

Walk through me, jewelry, clothes and silks only 

Besides gallons of milk with big bills on me 

True, the jewels is fluorescent 

They used to light niggas who got all they shines out, stretch 'em 

Do you in the dark, whatever come out the light 

Better be bread or weed or gold tonight 

Get the scheme and shoot the shit up, with real niggas in here 

They all mine as long as they know the night 

Yeah that's the shit I don't like, 

Shorty gave me dome hype 

Grab her face mask, don't bite 

I'm in my mansion in the zone writin' 

I'm known for throwin' lightnin' 

I stand alone, yo, one titan! 

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We pop bottles in this bitch to get our name up 

I come from under the bottom nigga, I came up 

So many niggas surround me wanna flame somethin' 

I'm like "cool out, no money in it, changeup" 

We pop bottles in this bitch to get our name up 

I come from under the bottom nigga, we came up 

So many niggas surround me wanna flame somethin' 

I'm like "cool out, no money in it, changeup" 

Push the 7 in the rain, come through with seven chains 

They call me Young Legend out in Maine 

Known for tiltin' niggas wigs 

Don't kill the kids for not knowing where real rap remains 

Treacherous emcess, react like Jack Dempsey 

Yeah, the Billboard whore, and I'm Pimp C 

Fly as ever, one level, one rebel 

Cool out in the Caymans with thugs, crews and gangs 

Yeah I rap for the merrier, dance my ass off 

Paper chasin', Captain America 

Fly high, lavas'll drive by 

Team of live wires, we catch you outside, we fry liars 

Yeah, them blow kids live on the gold, kids 

Never go broke, rather toke, just smoke nigs 

Killers know to call me the GOAT 

For murderous rap music that get inside your head is dope 

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We pop bottles in this bitch to get our name up 

I come from under the bottom nigga, I came up 

So many niggas surround me wanna flame somethin' 

I'm like "cool out, no money in it, changeup" 

We pop bottles in this bitch to get our name up 

I come from under the bottom nigga, we came up 

So many niggas surround me wanna flame somethin' 

I'm like "cool out, no money in it, changeup"