Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Come Up , by - Smoke DZA. Release date: 19.04.2018
Song language: English
The Come Up |
| Uh, DZA, D.R.A.M |
| Really |
| I said we went from plaid boxers to Polo briefs |
| And I show my ass |
| See these horses that’s up on me |
| So we went from nickel bags to oz’s |
| So we came up, way up yeah |
| We went from chasing hoes to chasing cheese |
| And your bitch mad |
| You mad cause she’s on me |
| And we went from IOU’s to what you need? |
| So we came up, way up yeah |
| Really fucking cool, keep it frost |
| Ain’t shit changed but the weather and my drawers |
| Sour coming out of my pores |
| Under the tobacco, Vanill- of course |
| I smell like boss, look like wealth |
| Through that wave |
| I’m Mike Phelps, you that maid |
| Look like help |
| Tryna find the plug, I’m the plug myself |
| You ain’t gotta kiss the ring shawty, kiss my belt |
| My life right now got me like I love my health |
| But I’m still like something got to give |
| A lot of niggas die before they dead, I gots to live |
| I came from the bottom, not a pot to piss and shit |
| Like a million others but what make me different is |
| I turned my dreams to reality |
| Come through the hood casually |
| Few niggas salty but I know I’m who they rather be |
| Get money, take care of the faculty |
| I said we went from plaid boxers to Polo briefs |
| And I show my ass |
| See these horses that’s up on me |
| So we went from nickel bags to oz’s |
| So we came up, way up yeah |
| We went from chasing hoes to chasing cheese |
| And your bitch mad |
| You mad cause she’s on me |
| And we went from IOU’s to what you need? |
| So we came up, way up yeah |
| Take credit for the wins and losses |
| I now what I know, I just search for the reassurance |
| Niggas dying to be important |
| Souls get bought quite often |
| No integrity, what you talking? |
| All things, offsprings get lost in |
| The systems of these streets we involved in |
| Either you crack slinging or balling |
| The American dream to get rich and the whole hood all in |
| Hustlers will, watch me maneuver through |
| Prime example, you could do it too |
| In my lane speeding like I’m Ricky Bobby |
| Posted up in any lobby |
| Six degrees of separation, I give it to anybody |
| Faded off the sour and the Henny probably |
| Get rich schemes, I got many hobbies |
| League of my own, I ain’t got many rivalries |
| 9/11 you know where I be |
| Unlimited credit line with Ikea |
| I said we went from plaid boxers to Polo briefs |
| And I show my ass |
| See these horses that’s up on me |
| So we went from nickel bags to oz’s |
| So we came up, way up yeah |
| We went from chasing hoes to chasing cheese |
| And your bitch mad |
| You mad cause she’s on me |
| And we went from IOU’s to what you need? |
| So we came up, way up yeah |