The Come Up

Man, baby you a star
And you know that you are
Hundreds on the table
Got 'em spending when you able
You ain't mine baby, you don't get a label.
You just wanna be bae
Five acts everyday
She gon' go to what you say
She gon' get up on that stage
Get the money from them niggas
She gon' do whatever pays
In vegas, its amazing
Spending all the days and counting all your wages
And your girl on the phone
Wishing she was there but you tell her that she gotta be patient
Im just trynna kill right
I can do it if you let me
I can get you them
I can put you on a plane
I can get you them Barmains
Show you how to live
You aint fucking with a lame
Damn, baby you a killa
And aint nobody realer
Got a chick if you bad
No, you somebody nigga
(sorry i couldnt figure out the rest)



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Writer(s): Alexis Lynch
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