The Come Up
Yeah
This is the come up
Cloud9
Check it
Empty plate cuz I always eat the collard greens
Cut the crap cuz now I'm officially on the scene
On a mission to bring to the table something you ain't seen
And now it's about to happen, there ain't a way I'm stopping
Some people are like road bumps their head I'm stepping
Trying to sell dope while trying to make it with rappin'
So many obstacles don't get what the fuck is happening
Every step I take, they trying to take my cake
Neighborhood hero trying to make it but I ain't got no cape
And imma make it no matter how long it takes
The hood's a prison I feel like I cannot escape
I got years to make, I'm waiting for the date
Until I get my break and I can light a tree
In love with the game not the fame in the TV
Trynna make it don't care about the legality
Been dreaming for days, now it feels like reality
Now it's all starting to feel, feel like reality
Now it's all starting to feel, feel like reality
Now it's all starting to feel, feel like reality
Officially welcoming you to rap immortality
My mentality, no apology to rattery
Analogy between me and the prodigy
Kid with paralogy dreams
Acknowledgment needed not to a king
I'm the next thing or the best thing
Obstacles, gats, rattles and rats
Empty caps that dwell the past
Plans, aim, dreams, goals, took too long to grasp
Now I still step in these traps, but they turn into these tracks
And I sit back and relax play with my cats
Got P on em dope beats, Wooh, I'm in my raps
I feel like I'm a guest in my bed tray on my chest
Thank you Lord for standing next to me when there was no one else
And Im grateful for the rest of my life until I pass, Yes
This is how I let it be known that I accept
To be walking back home safe with an A+ to the test
And you made me believe in myself again
So this is why I wanna publicly state my thanks
For being my family when the real ones can't
When it rains and those arrogant arowanas bite the feeding hand
Man I'm resurrected, but this time as the Hurricane
Amen
Bloodline of Kings
Let it be known out there
Yeah
Hurricane
Cloud9 beatmaker from hell
Twenty twenty three
This is the come up
Cloud9
Check it
Empty plate cuz I always eat the collard greens
Cut the crap cuz now I'm officially on the scene
On a mission to bring to the table something you ain't seen
And now it's about to happen, there ain't a way I'm stopping
Some people are like road bumps their head I'm stepping
Trying to sell dope while trying to make it with rappin'
So many obstacles don't get what the fuck is happening
Every step I take, they trying to take my cake
Neighborhood hero trying to make it but I ain't got no cape
And imma make it no matter how long it takes
The hood's a prison I feel like I cannot escape
I got years to make, I'm waiting for the date
Until I get my break and I can light a tree
In love with the game not the fame in the TV
Trynna make it don't care about the legality
Been dreaming for days, now it feels like reality
Now it's all starting to feel, feel like reality
Now it's all starting to feel, feel like reality
Now it's all starting to feel, feel like reality
Officially welcoming you to rap immortality
My mentality, no apology to rattery
Analogy between me and the prodigy
Kid with paralogy dreams
Acknowledgment needed not to a king
I'm the next thing or the best thing
Obstacles, gats, rattles and rats
Empty caps that dwell the past
Plans, aim, dreams, goals, took too long to grasp
Now I still step in these traps, but they turn into these tracks
And I sit back and relax play with my cats
Got P on em dope beats, Wooh, I'm in my raps
I feel like I'm a guest in my bed tray on my chest
Thank you Lord for standing next to me when there was no one else
And Im grateful for the rest of my life until I pass, Yes
This is how I let it be known that I accept
To be walking back home safe with an A+ to the test
And you made me believe in myself again
So this is why I wanna publicly state my thanks
For being my family when the real ones can't
When it rains and those arrogant arowanas bite the feeding hand
Man I'm resurrected, but this time as the Hurricane
Amen
Bloodline of Kings
Let it be known out there
Yeah
Hurricane
Cloud9 beatmaker from hell
Twenty twenty three
Credits
Writer(s): Cloud9foreal, Hurricane
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