I Came Up
I came up from the dirt
Now I'm sipping on mud
Member nights I was broke
All I want was a hug
Member nights I was broke
I was feening for dollars
Start jogging, and robbing
Like nigga I need mine, 40 on my side
I'm ready to blow it
Bond out the next day
No trip Jewish lawyer
I hold weight like tony
So call me Montana
Young bull from the trenches
Don't step in this jungle
It ain't no safe zone
Strap up or you gone
Pocket knife in my pocket
Incase I cant blow it
I'm just trynna blow up
Don't know what's the hold up
Came up from a quarter
I learned how to flip it
Came up from the corner
We didn't have shit
Now I'm getting us rich
We soon buy the property
Money like monopoly
Trynna make momma proud of me
Cause everyone doubted me
Now they love me they proud of me
Wanna touch me get around me
But my circle ain't change
It's still a dot
Got a couple new hitters
Cause I'm on top
Gotta roll with the pistol
Got to much haters
Don't know what I did
They just wanna hate me
I'm chasing the bread
Trynna open a bakery
Money coming in bunches
Just hit a lick
Step out looking fresh
You think ima lick
Got the killers around
They gone handle business
I would do it myself
But my record clean
I came up from the 9
They don't tell a thing
Lost a couple of guys
This shit hurting me
Free DayDay, free mike
I'm gone set y'all free
Let me focus on me and I got you next
I'm adjusting to life
I can't have regrets
Nah I can't have regrets
Young boy trynna flex
For them nights I was broke
Fuck you hoes, you haters, and doubters
I'm living large
Don't want people around me
My stacks too large
Real becoming fake
You can't tell apart
I separate like L'A
I came up from the dirt
Now I'm sipping on mud
Member nights I was broke
All I want was a hug
Member nights I was broke
I was feening for dollars
Start jogging, and robbing
Like nigga I need mine, 40 on my side
I'm ready to blow it
Bond out the next day
No trip Jewish lawyer
I hold weight like tony
So call me Montana
Young bull from the trenches
Don't step in this jungle
It ain't no safe zone
Strap up or you gone
Pocket knife in my pocket
Incase I cant blow it
I'm just trynna blow up
Don't know what's the hold up
Came up from a quarter
I learned how to flip it
Came up from the corner
We didn't have shit
Now I'm getting us rich
Yeah, now I'm getting us rich
Yeah, bout to buy the whole strip
Yeah, pocket watching get you hit up
Keep the 380, got a big pump
I came up from the dirt
We call it the trenches
Shootings everyday
You can't walk through block free
If niggas don't know you
We taking ya top off
Yeah I just be cooling
My young boys go loco
Don't fuck with the popo
Fuck 12, fuck 88
Free rikers, set the killers free
Yeah, I'm dripping expensive
Hit ya bitch from the back
I pulled out her extensions
I can't love me no hoe
I'm just focused on getting rich
Yeah I can't love me no hoe
I'm just focused on getting rich
I came up from the dirt
Now I'm sipping on mud
Member nights I was broke
All I want was a hug
Member nights I was broke
I was feening for dollars
Start jogging, and robbing
Like nigga I need mine, 40 on my side
I'm ready to blow it
Bond out the next day
No trip Jewish lawyer
I hold weight like tony
So call me Montana
Young bull from the trenches
Don't step in this jungle
It ain't no safe zone
Strap up or you gone
Pocket knife in my pocket
Incase I cant blow it
I'm just trynna blow up
Don't know what's the hold up
Came up from a quarter
I learned how to flip it
Came up from the corner
We didn't have shit
Now I'm getting us rich
Now I'm sipping on mud
Member nights I was broke
All I want was a hug
Member nights I was broke
I was feening for dollars
Start jogging, and robbing
Like nigga I need mine, 40 on my side
I'm ready to blow it
Bond out the next day
No trip Jewish lawyer
I hold weight like tony
So call me Montana
Young bull from the trenches
Don't step in this jungle
It ain't no safe zone
Strap up or you gone
Pocket knife in my pocket
Incase I cant blow it
I'm just trynna blow up
Don't know what's the hold up
Came up from a quarter
I learned how to flip it
Came up from the corner
We didn't have shit
Now I'm getting us rich
We soon buy the property
Money like monopoly
Trynna make momma proud of me
Cause everyone doubted me
Now they love me they proud of me
Wanna touch me get around me
But my circle ain't change
It's still a dot
Got a couple new hitters
Cause I'm on top
Gotta roll with the pistol
Got to much haters
Don't know what I did
They just wanna hate me
I'm chasing the bread
Trynna open a bakery
Money coming in bunches
Just hit a lick
Step out looking fresh
You think ima lick
Got the killers around
They gone handle business
I would do it myself
But my record clean
I came up from the 9
They don't tell a thing
Lost a couple of guys
This shit hurting me
Free DayDay, free mike
I'm gone set y'all free
Let me focus on me and I got you next
I'm adjusting to life
I can't have regrets
Nah I can't have regrets
Young boy trynna flex
For them nights I was broke
Fuck you hoes, you haters, and doubters
I'm living large
Don't want people around me
My stacks too large
Real becoming fake
You can't tell apart
I separate like L'A
I came up from the dirt
Now I'm sipping on mud
Member nights I was broke
All I want was a hug
Member nights I was broke
I was feening for dollars
Start jogging, and robbing
Like nigga I need mine, 40 on my side
I'm ready to blow it
Bond out the next day
No trip Jewish lawyer
I hold weight like tony
So call me Montana
Young bull from the trenches
Don't step in this jungle
It ain't no safe zone
Strap up or you gone
Pocket knife in my pocket
Incase I cant blow it
I'm just trynna blow up
Don't know what's the hold up
Came up from a quarter
I learned how to flip it
Came up from the corner
We didn't have shit
Now I'm getting us rich
Yeah, now I'm getting us rich
Yeah, bout to buy the whole strip
Yeah, pocket watching get you hit up
Keep the 380, got a big pump
I came up from the dirt
We call it the trenches
Shootings everyday
You can't walk through block free
If niggas don't know you
We taking ya top off
Yeah I just be cooling
My young boys go loco
Don't fuck with the popo
Fuck 12, fuck 88
Free rikers, set the killers free
Yeah, I'm dripping expensive
Hit ya bitch from the back
I pulled out her extensions
I can't love me no hoe
I'm just focused on getting rich
Yeah I can't love me no hoe
I'm just focused on getting rich
I came up from the dirt
Now I'm sipping on mud
Member nights I was broke
All I want was a hug
Member nights I was broke
I was feening for dollars
Start jogging, and robbing
Like nigga I need mine, 40 on my side
I'm ready to blow it
Bond out the next day
No trip Jewish lawyer
I hold weight like tony
So call me Montana
Young bull from the trenches
Don't step in this jungle
It ain't no safe zone
Strap up or you gone
Pocket knife in my pocket
Incase I cant blow it
I'm just trynna blow up
Don't know what's the hold up
Came up from a quarter
I learned how to flip it
Came up from the corner
We didn't have shit
Now I'm getting us rich
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Writer(s): Corey Sapp Jr.
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