The Come Up
Why does nobody notice me?
I be spitting like it's poetry
On "The Come Up" they don't wanna face it see?
Is this how it is supposed to be?
I know you sick and tired of the drama and this
And it's been hard for you to focus cuz your mama is sick
And she keep telling you she fine but you know that she be lying
Everytime you leave the house man you know that she be crying
And your homies ain't your homies, they just stuck in a trap
Cuz you be telling 'em your dreams but they ain't messing with that
All they care about is liquor, money, and weed
But they can't get into the club cuz they can't cover the fee
It's like the pieces in the puzzle isn't fitting where you want 'em
Feeling really hopeless like you stuck up in the bottom
But you gotta pull through g, it's time to be grown
Know you heard the other stories, it's time to make your own
It's time to make your own
It's kinda hard to keep it moving when nobody gave support
I guess it's kinda easy just to blame it on the source
But I promise that won't ever change nun
Man you gotta pave your course
Why does nobody notice me?
I be spitting like it's poetry
On "The Come Up" they don't wanna face it see?
Is this how it is supposed to be?
Why does nobody notice me?
I be spitting like it's poetry
On "The Come Up" they don't wanna face it see?
Is this how it is supposed to be?
I'm the dude who 'bout to show 'em how to do it right
While y'all reaching, I'm just reaching for the newest heights
I'm young hungry and handsome
Even Kaepernick would prolly stand for my anthems
Please don't be surprised when you see me
Chilling on the TV
Flows upgraded from tap to Fiji
Hear the quench of my thirst to what my fantasies be
And you just sit and watch me play like a fantasy league
Oh, you better suited for some commentary
Like you Tom & Jerry
I through with holding back this is honest A.M
And this the only A.M. I know
Instead of same orders from the go yo
Remember all those years ago?
You'd never pay me mind
Never had the time of day, now I pick the day and time
Lemme peep my schedule, ugh your timing's terrible
Used to getting messed over, that's probably why I'm skeptical
And I just talked to me, said level up is the motto now
It's full throttle now
They be doing backflips tryna be attractive
She loves getting nasty and claim that she's catholic
Baby don't you know that's a paradox
You sipping barefoot, with nothing but a pair of socks
Soaking in your lows
Thinking that's the way it goes
You seeing couples and you bitter cuz relationship goals
But the internet is good with the smoke and mirrors
If you need someone to talk to then I'm open ears
Ain't nobody listen to me for a long time
So you can dial up like american online
I'm really tryna get up of my situation
That's why I'm sick about hearing your limitations
I'll tell you; I ain't in this thing to make an effort
I'm doing what I can to be the greatest ever
Promise I ain't slowing down anytime soon
Coming with the wrath of 20 monsoons
Yeah, you feeling me, you feeling me
Coming with artillery
I might just move out with my uncle out in Italy
The second that I realized everything is energy
I wished for positivity
Even on my enemies
Grew up on that 50, grew up on that shady
All I do is win because I grew up watching brady
I been studying the game like a young bill belichick
Rappers doing anything to still be relevant
It's the elephant in the room
And they ain't tryna listen but I keep telling 'em to
But I ain't telling 'em
Pure imagination
Girls obsessing over me, it's pure infatuation
Got my cards all in and I go all out
And I ain't Simon, but I said so now
And you know how, everybody gonna follow suit
Make the right moves but then nobody follows you
Stick with your gut because that's a thing you got
Moving on from my feelings, intuition is trust
I be spitting like it's poetry
On "The Come Up" they don't wanna face it see?
Is this how it is supposed to be?
I know you sick and tired of the drama and this
And it's been hard for you to focus cuz your mama is sick
And she keep telling you she fine but you know that she be lying
Everytime you leave the house man you know that she be crying
And your homies ain't your homies, they just stuck in a trap
Cuz you be telling 'em your dreams but they ain't messing with that
All they care about is liquor, money, and weed
But they can't get into the club cuz they can't cover the fee
It's like the pieces in the puzzle isn't fitting where you want 'em
Feeling really hopeless like you stuck up in the bottom
But you gotta pull through g, it's time to be grown
Know you heard the other stories, it's time to make your own
It's time to make your own
It's kinda hard to keep it moving when nobody gave support
I guess it's kinda easy just to blame it on the source
But I promise that won't ever change nun
Man you gotta pave your course
Why does nobody notice me?
I be spitting like it's poetry
On "The Come Up" they don't wanna face it see?
Is this how it is supposed to be?
Why does nobody notice me?
I be spitting like it's poetry
On "The Come Up" they don't wanna face it see?
Is this how it is supposed to be?
I'm the dude who 'bout to show 'em how to do it right
While y'all reaching, I'm just reaching for the newest heights
I'm young hungry and handsome
Even Kaepernick would prolly stand for my anthems
Please don't be surprised when you see me
Chilling on the TV
Flows upgraded from tap to Fiji
Hear the quench of my thirst to what my fantasies be
And you just sit and watch me play like a fantasy league
Oh, you better suited for some commentary
Like you Tom & Jerry
I through with holding back this is honest A.M
And this the only A.M. I know
Instead of same orders from the go yo
Remember all those years ago?
You'd never pay me mind
Never had the time of day, now I pick the day and time
Lemme peep my schedule, ugh your timing's terrible
Used to getting messed over, that's probably why I'm skeptical
And I just talked to me, said level up is the motto now
It's full throttle now
They be doing backflips tryna be attractive
She loves getting nasty and claim that she's catholic
Baby don't you know that's a paradox
You sipping barefoot, with nothing but a pair of socks
Soaking in your lows
Thinking that's the way it goes
You seeing couples and you bitter cuz relationship goals
But the internet is good with the smoke and mirrors
If you need someone to talk to then I'm open ears
Ain't nobody listen to me for a long time
So you can dial up like american online
I'm really tryna get up of my situation
That's why I'm sick about hearing your limitations
I'll tell you; I ain't in this thing to make an effort
I'm doing what I can to be the greatest ever
Promise I ain't slowing down anytime soon
Coming with the wrath of 20 monsoons
Yeah, you feeling me, you feeling me
Coming with artillery
I might just move out with my uncle out in Italy
The second that I realized everything is energy
I wished for positivity
Even on my enemies
Grew up on that 50, grew up on that shady
All I do is win because I grew up watching brady
I been studying the game like a young bill belichick
Rappers doing anything to still be relevant
It's the elephant in the room
And they ain't tryna listen but I keep telling 'em to
But I ain't telling 'em
Pure imagination
Girls obsessing over me, it's pure infatuation
Got my cards all in and I go all out
And I ain't Simon, but I said so now
And you know how, everybody gonna follow suit
Make the right moves but then nobody follows you
Stick with your gut because that's a thing you got
Moving on from my feelings, intuition is trust
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Writer(s): 0, Sean Joseph Pompey, Shelley Massenburg
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