The Come Up

This motherfucker hard KJ Yeah, uh, uh, uh, okay Yeah, it ain't easy, being me Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free? Will any one of my homies try to switch up on me I wonder will I ever change and still remain the same me I'm still in these streets, I'm still killin' these beats I'm still totin' the steel, get you killed, I'm hot with the heat And I'ma stay on they necks until the day that I'm deceased Evicting niggas out the game, yeah, you the ran up on your lease Know that if I ever make it, me and my niggas gon' feast Know that if you play with my niggas, my niggas gon' eat That ain't my business, sip tea rest in peace to Pimp C Like a Houston Cali nigga, I smoke weed and drink lean Yeah, my pain you can't see, I keep that deep inside of me I know one day I'ma blow, they gon' see this anger release I know one day I'ma blow, they waitin' on the tape release Everybody tellin' me they really got some faith in me Don't wanna hear you say you love me, just rather you pray for me Most these niggas really fake, they ain't real as they really seem Most these bitches, they gon' f*ck if you sell them a couple dreams And if you gotta pay for pussy, then shawty outta my league I ain't never pay for pussy, I ain't never been that green If you trickin', if you got it, then tell me what do that mean Reachin' in his pocket, but ain't up it what that mean Me and my niggas be fresh like Mr. Clean when we hit the scene Yeah, Koopa Nvti might sacrifice your body Exercise my right to tote the strap, but this is not Pilates Feel like a mixture of Luca Brasi and John Gotti Play with the gang and I send a couple shots at your posse Smoke weed, but it ain't in me to go paparazzi But I might pop a X to get me out my body Talkin' out your neck, you niggas out of pocket And you better not disrespect, you niggas know whats poppin I keep the peace but chuck deuces to all my loved ones When it's drama, my brother call me, make sure that I save him some No need to speak, I think actions talk louder than tongues But f*ck with me and see me in the front seat with my favorite gun Beam on it what you want? Aim it at your Saint Laurent You'll get a couple shells in your vest, even your tailored one Niggas movin' easy like I won't just go unchained chain or some Snatch a nigga, chain or some Blow a nigga brain or some Thunder to your dome, that's a brainstorm, nigga, think of somethin Heater got him froze, ice cold, man, he can't think of nothin Unorthodox irregular, verbal assassin, weapon tongue Reckless one, take a ton of punches just to land one Slave you Uncle Sam's son, with the locs of Samson Cut em and ya damn done, I'm the damn one This the brightest come up second to the rise of the damn sun Cuz not a damn one, other outshines this handsome Man um Oh my God, me and koop what a tandem man, uh Run up on me and Koop, we gon' blam some I bet your soul can feel this shit, what's the name of this damn song These niggas really talk that shit, I wonder where they came from See, hearing questions like that, let me know, we in the lane of Or the fast lane towards the come up nigga yeah, The come up nigga Yeah