Come Up (feat. Bob Famoso)

Making it tough Making it rough He's almost perfect That's what scares me the most Nothing more to offer But this toast And for the first time I hope this ends quick I've got no options here left to pick I'm hustling I'm motivated But it's not enough Hard on myself Making it tough Calling out my own bluff I'm hustling I'm motivated But it's not enough Hard on myself Making it rough Sweating all the small stuff Blessing in disguise I didn't recognize Masking all of these feelings bottled up inside Required me to level up passing on the main boss I was busy doing nothing slipping til my game soft Crucify each other on the same cross Had to let it simmer like some bolognese sauce Left handed J Chris Mullin fade With the hall of fame cross Pull up then I fade away After asking how your day was Damn blind to the facts Got the vision of a Ray Charles Hunger for your loving like I don't got my lunch yet Savoring your flavor like I ain't chew the gum yet Cum together like a pastel sunset Hair up in a towel you might end up with your bum wet You somebody I can be a bum with Minimal you coming with that dumb shit I'm hustling I'm motivated But it's not enough Hard on myself Making it tough Calling out my own bluff I'm hustling I'm motivated But it's not enough Hard on myself Making it rough Sweating all the small stuff I took time to realize that this life's too short It's gonna come up