Come Up
Baby girl see how I move
Sippin' Bleu
In the Fountainbleu
Lavish lifestyle
When you with the crew
Haaaa
You can tell by the point of view
Uh
Blue waters and nice beaches
Hope our sons & daughters
Get to see this
I'm praying that
You stick around
'Cause even when the chips are down
I got you
As we makin' a number run
Impromptu
Then we run it up
Another one
Tryna get these platinum plaques
Posted up back to back
Who really want it
These the gems
Missing from Thanos' gauntlet
I grind hard
Cuz my minds haunted
Photos of ghosts
In my memories log
Used as the fuel
Just to drive this car
Pass the city limits
This is real rap
No gimmicks
Can't sully my image
Pain and introspection
Are contained in my lyrics
Sum'n to think of
When you talk about the illest
Uhhhh
YEAH
I'm just a youngin
On the come up
Shawty tell me wassup
Are you here for a quick fuck
Or ya tryna stack some big bucks
Cuz ya man wanna know
I grew up within a broke system
But always rich in ambition
I wasn't given a silver spoon
But I learned how to cook up
On the stove
Heat up the pans
To give food from the soul
Because i'm on mission
To take over the globe
Take the fam places
They never seen before
The manifestation of real goals
UH
I work hard
To not follow whats trending
As I move
To improve my settings
And hustle for the fam
Before i'm in the tomb
Til then
A young nigga's grind shall resume
I'm just a youngin
On the come up
Shawty tell me wassup
Are you here for a quick fuck
Or ya tryna stack some big bucks
Cuz ya man wanna know
Sippin' Bleu
In the Fountainbleu
Lavish lifestyle
When you with the crew
Haaaa
You can tell by the point of view
Uh
Blue waters and nice beaches
Hope our sons & daughters
Get to see this
I'm praying that
You stick around
'Cause even when the chips are down
I got you
As we makin' a number run
Impromptu
Then we run it up
Another one
Tryna get these platinum plaques
Posted up back to back
Who really want it
These the gems
Missing from Thanos' gauntlet
I grind hard
Cuz my minds haunted
Photos of ghosts
In my memories log
Used as the fuel
Just to drive this car
Pass the city limits
This is real rap
No gimmicks
Can't sully my image
Pain and introspection
Are contained in my lyrics
Sum'n to think of
When you talk about the illest
Uhhhh
YEAH
I'm just a youngin
On the come up
Shawty tell me wassup
Are you here for a quick fuck
Or ya tryna stack some big bucks
Cuz ya man wanna know
I grew up within a broke system
But always rich in ambition
I wasn't given a silver spoon
But I learned how to cook up
On the stove
Heat up the pans
To give food from the soul
Because i'm on mission
To take over the globe
Take the fam places
They never seen before
The manifestation of real goals
UH
I work hard
To not follow whats trending
As I move
To improve my settings
And hustle for the fam
Before i'm in the tomb
Til then
A young nigga's grind shall resume
I'm just a youngin
On the come up
Shawty tell me wassup
Are you here for a quick fuck
Or ya tryna stack some big bucks
Cuz ya man wanna know
Credits
Writer(s): Stephan Grant
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