Came Up

How I came up fucking with my feelings
How I came up
Sitting on the step from my past when I came up
Had nothing going for me now I got a range truck
Looking at the chains on my neck can you blame us

See can you blame us
Can you blame us
Everything you wanted from the start
But you ain't us

Life isn't easy can you see as you watch us rise from the bottom to the top
Yeah they praise us
Flow so smooth on this beat
You can't fuck with me
Switching up the beat on the track
So I don't repeat
Got your girl twerking in my face waiting for my meat
She don't want my meat
She wants cash baby no receipts

Flows getting stale think I really need a change up
Eating out your girlfriend like a Reece's pieces buttercup
Buttercup pieces Reece's how I run it back
Back it up no repeat while I'm styling on the track

On the track breaking down bars for your wack ass
In space with the martians feeling like I'm back in math class
Heads in the clouds so high no one judges me
Can't come down mother fucker I'm just fronting G

Waiting for the time I go up to heavens gate
Shit gates closed thinking I must've been running late
Open up them doors please god please let me in
I don't wanna be living with all this pain and sin

Life getting harder every single mother fucking day
I'm just waiting for all this pain to start going away
Pain in my brain, in my heart
Yeah it's here to stay
Feels like I wanna take my own fucking life away



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Hendon
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