| Perrier, uh-huh
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| Eardrummers
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| Mike WiLL Made-It
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| On the come up, on the come up
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| Sun up, bunch a young niggas on the come up
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| Come up, run up
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| All my young ones on the come up
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| Bunch of young niggas on the come up
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| Look, all my niggas 'bout that action
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| Livin' the life we imagined
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| I cut off all my distractions, and started attackin'
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| Whole team gotta have it, loyalty is all I’m askin'
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| Wearin' diamond medallions (straight up)
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| My whole squad run the Atlas (look)
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| I feel like I was chose to
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| Take care of the ones I’m close to
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| Kitchen lookin' like Whole Foods
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| Got the fam' around like it’s «Soul Food,» damn
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| I do this here for the set
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| Working all year 'til we set
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| Quick to check a bitch, yeah I check her
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| Even though life’s a game of chess
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| 'Cause I’m living play-by-play, day-by-day
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| No time for her honestly
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| Unless her face lookin' like a young Sade
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| 'Cause I gotta get it a hundred ways
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| What you know 'bout bein' down and out?
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| 'Til niggas sayin' you the best man
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| Like your best friend walkin' down the aisle
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| When you make it, they gon' say
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| I owe you and all kind of vowels
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| When you makin' all kinda of thous
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| I just want the Presidential Rollie black face, Obama style
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| Then count the check up, E. Honda style
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| Boy, this the D where they be rockin' fur and crocodile
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| Take your risk every time you out the house
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| But it’s all worth momma’s smile
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| Yeah, it’s all worth momma’s smile
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| On the come up, on the come up
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| Sun up, bunch a young niggas on the come up
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| Come up, run up
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| All my young ones on the come up
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| Bunch of young niggas on the come up (aye)
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| All my niggas 'bout that action
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| Livin' the life we imagined
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| I cut off all my distractions, and started attackin'
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| Whole team gotta have it, loyalty is all I’m askin'
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| Wearin' diamond medallions (straight up)
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| My whole squad run the Atlas (look)
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| I was just on Jimmy Fallon
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| I just got back from the Islands
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| I took my daddy to Cancun
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| Then we went to the Bahamas
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| He had all they baby momma’s
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| I had all they momma babies
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| Boy, I swear this life is crazy
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| Told that nigga sit back and be lazy, yeah
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| Don’t worry, man, I got it, I got it, I got it
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| We buildin' from the ground up, it’s in the block and
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| So the hood support us like I Mom and Pop’ed it
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| 'Cause I bring it home like I just adopt it
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| 5 to 10 for a lethal weapon
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| He ain’t need that sentence, he just needs direction
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| No one ever told them boys to make it out of debt
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| You gon' need way more than street credit
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| I got redirected
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| Tryna take this lil' piece of success I got and make it bigger
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| You can tell I’m focused in my baby pictures
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| Not replyin' to texts, not even naked pictures
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| That’s how real it gets
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| Whole team so hungry for the meals and shit that I can feel this shit
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| They askin' how we made it like the pyramids
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| It’s like I’m livin' just to kill this shit
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| On the come up, on the come up
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| Sun up, bunch a young niggas on the come up
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| Come up, run up
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| All my young ones on the come up
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| Bunch of young niggas on the come up (aye)
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| Look, all my niggas 'bout that action
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| Livin' the life we imagined
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| I cut off all my distractions, and started attackin'
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| Whole team gotta have it, loyalty is all I’m askin'
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| Wearin' diamond medallions (straight up)
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| My whole squad run the Atlas (look) |