Comin Up Lyrics - Singles - Sam Adams

Sammy Adams 

Comin' up, comin' up. 

Yeah, Boston 

Matty Trump 

Yeah, uh 

uh, uh, uh 

I'm comin up, I'm comin up on it 

Running airlines from LA to Boston 

Can't stop and I told you I promised 

So you ain't gonna hear nobody that's hotter (hotter) 

Hear nobody thats hotter, ain't nobody that's hotter 

Nobody hotter, ain't nobody thats hotter 

What up haters, I'm back so hows my dick taste? 

I'm spitting grimy, like mouths without toothpaste 

Never thought of mixing blood with my confidence 

She was in my city, showing love to me's the consequence 

Cause my wills coming, whether or not you're liking it 

Felt like the tip of the pen that checks the counterfeits 

Like, your girl ain't never heard of me 

Sike, 'cause she'd probably search the world for me 

Ha, ha, ha, ha I laugh on tracks 

You burst face to go hard cause your ass can't rap 

About to take all, see the stripes and the stars on my window 

Plane flying on the air pitch dark 

I'm comin up, I'm comin up on it 

Running airlines from LA to Boston 

Can't stop and I told you I promised 

So you ain't gonna hear nobody that's hotter 

Hear nobody thats hotter, ain't nobody that's hotter 

Nobody hotter, ain't nobody thats hotter 

I told my parents that I was gonna get some 

Hop on stage and get higher than a jet, son 

Getting love told me why you never getting none 

Born to the game, never pose as a step-son 

I'm that new to iTunes, what's next shit 

Rewind that track, what time before I exit 

Like I could give a fuck, really what y'all think 

Destiny is blessing, bartender give me a tall drink 

So I could fade out, dreams of being played out 

City radio I'm good and look at how I made out 

Uh, on the stroll my path's paved, telling me to do it all up 

So now I'm off stage, taking shots, I'm just trying get in cage 

Coming up bar, see the numbers on the fan page 

Can't stop cause they want 'em on the airwaves 

Late night in Boston, west coast in the LA 

I'm comin up, I'm comin up on it 

Running airlines from LA to Boston 

Can't stop and I told you I promised 

So you ain't gonna hear nobody that's hotter 

Hear nobody thats hotter, ain't nobody that's hotter 

Nobody hotter, ain't nobody thats hotter 

And my sky line's so contagious 

Jet fuel on my tongue, ain't hungover cause I'm wasted 

Chewin on success, so close I can taste it, 

Came too far, homie feel like Ima make it 

Yeah, and you know I'm gonna get 'em 

Agencies hawking, never can forget 'em 

Slowly moving strong in positions that I'm winning 

Better let em know 

(Sammy Adams yeah tell 'em) 

I'm comin up, I'm comin up on it 

Running airlines from LA to Boston 

Can't stop and I told you I promised 

So you ain't gonna hear nobody that's hotter 

Hear nobody thats hotter, ain't nobody that's hotter 

Nobody hotter, ain't nobody thats hotter