• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Come Up - Lloyd Banks
• Come Up - UNLV
• Come Up - Remedy Drive
• Come Up - Dave East

"And now for our feature presentation."
ain't no time for slippin, captain of this boat
You in that water you don't listen, cause I gotta get the dough
I got the mind to get to it, look how I bomb through my music
These old niggas must've forgot, they got Alzheimer's and stupid
I re-up, rhyme and recoup it, uhh, just look at my time
And I been shinin' since Whoo Kid, uhh, nigga I'm grindin'
Mountain climbin' and I stay fresh
Dominate for business, now my name stretch
Same guy, grey sky, grade 9, great vest
Fuck it, roll up, that's the way I'm livin'
Sucker niggas baby-sittin for my favorite women
Pockets full of C-notes, memories full of I-O-U's
Lou' Vuitton peacoat, sleek will shut entire crew
Blue, plug and leave 'em, that's just how I do
Masterpieces every time I drew, Jeffrey Dahmer you
[?] Damier, Dennis to McDonald fool
Boy don't bring the drama here, heat-seekers follow you
It's about time a nigga come up, gritty for a lord
Ain't no runnin' out you run up, ain't nuttin treated small
Mine clockin' on the rundown, party 'til it's sun up
Foreign cars kitted - all these bitches gettin' in it
Uh, these niggas can't see me, motherfuckin' chief
Three different whores all in my teepee, which one am I gon' keep?
I got the blood of a playa, spend all the money you pay her
Got a mansion from music cause my flow nice as my neighbor
I hit the dope vein (dope vein) the "H.F.M." is flowin', goin Soul Train
(HAM) all on the track in my new rope chain
Bottles of that co-paign, model mami Coke frame
Twenty bands stuffed in Trues, icy wrist, nuttin brews
Every month another cruise, closet damn near closin in
80, 90-somethin shoes, five colors of other Choo's
Big jewelry out in the open, so they wan' judge me
You know the verdict, young black with money so I'm some dummy
Racism
, facets of what my grandma seen
Frontin down M.L.K., jammin' while you play that scheme
Smoke in Lamborghin's, South Jamaica man of cream
Style out here'll get you stomped, turn your head to trampoline
"November finally finds me here

{tec-9}
Well i'ma do it like this, I'm obligated to bust rap's and peel cap's
For snap's in order for me to let go my flow I gained from my
Nigero say five or six year's ago so know ya got's to break
All the bigger nigga's, now as I rome through my closet
I'm comin' up on a bag of trick's I look inside to see what I can come up wit
I found some shit I got a k, as my glock, I'm the nigga that's in my hood
That can't be stopped, the older lady's they fear me
The word was out for lil' kid's not to talk or come near me
I'm on a stroll with my nina and my black glove
Doin' a job, now I rub a dub, in the tub
Now I'm clean ready to pull another capper
Hold up my face is on the front of the paper
Now they got's me on the run, and I'm runnin' to they catch us
I'm talkin' bout myself, and my murderous murder weapon
Down to the end till it's over, give me the last shot
Totally out of control, but what the fuck I'm goin' all out
Where they at, got to go get 'em black, beat that buster broke and
I tell 'em I'm comin' back, this is not the life a player choose
But I get's down nigga for my fuckin' snap's
Nigga's watch y'all back, because ya know I'm on a come up move
Chorus: {magnolia slim}
Nigga's gettin' fuck, nigga's gettin' stuck
It's all I know bout comin' up
Chorus: {tec-9}
Now everybody know I'm a fool that's on a come up move
{3x}
{lil' ya}
Bitch I thought'cha knew I'm from that 1-2-3
From that nolia, still a soldier down with u.n.l.v.
Packin' steel, I'm fa'real ain't no fakin'
I'm in this business for this green, that's what I'm makin'
Got in to it with a nigga, I had to tot my gun
'cause in the ninety's if you slip, you will get done
So let me take ya on a fuckin' capper
Hooked up with mag. slim we bout to make some paper
Called my nigga tec, he must be with yella chillin'
Writin' some rhymes, or bout to do a killin'
But fuck that, money's on my mind, I'm bout to buck
Slipped on the black mask, and I didn't give a fuck
I'm stuck, robbed a nigga out two ki's
B-32 it's up, I was loaded off that sess and I was drinkin' pluck
Now I'm on a come up, I'm strugglin' I'm strivin'
Got to watch my back for them nigga's who be robbin'
I went on a spree, robbed a nigga for a "g" added to my fuckin' product
I'm scored my own ki, rollin' in my camry, listenin' to that tec groove and
I'm strapped, because a nigga on the come up move
Chorus
{yella boy}
In other word's I'm stuck like chuck so you know I got's to buck shit
It's bad in my hood, plus I'm down on my luck
The devil loose, it's shiverin' in a nigga blood if I listen
I'm a end, and show no fear, must run to my momma, 'cause I need money fast
'cause without money, you can't live, you can't last
I heard some new clown across town was runnin' shop
Anything ya need, they got, so i'ma bout to plot
Now all I need is some power from a big gun
Now want's I start, I won't finish till they all done
Two hour's a day I scoped the scene and them boy's packin'
Well they just don't know, they better get ready for a nasty jackin'
I'm down now, not for long I'm from the old school
A small point to these fool's, I got to prove
The game is cold you own yo own is these fuckin' street's
So on my own, i'ma put myself on these fuckin' street's
I'm sick and tired of livin' life is these city blues
I got to get my serve on ya see, I'm a come up mvoe
Chorus {2x}
{magnolia slim}
Y'all done slipped, lettin' me know where ya hang at
Picture this, now when I come bangin' I know where to bang at
Where my thang at, because these nigga's ya got me pissed 'cause
Nigga's be comin' bangin' and missed them nigga's don't hit shit
On the up, fuck that's bad luck
When you go around nigga set, bangin' mister nigga
You was suppose to pluck, stuck got to watch yo back
'cause that monkey all on it, catch ya loose and paranoid
Now them people got ya worried, I handle my business
Full of that fire, don't give me no prayer, don't give me no dare ya
Bitch i'ma go in that well, you know what I mean that other level
Passed the shovel, then i'ma go dig is hole so he can go meet the devil
I'm done several that, daryl this, daryl that
Put that boy head on a plaque, people rat so I scat's and find's
One of my hoes house to chill by, one that I live by and
One that's not afraid to die, so I lay back up by ya who up by the corner
Told ya, that's where I wanna so long a nigga a boner
Ya think I didn't all the time I beat that ass down
Now I'm in another town, nothin' like uptown
So while I'm layin' big bad by a hoe
You know some o'l jinglin' nigga bust through the door
I grab my gun

Fallen short
falling into line
you're falling apart again
missed the mark
missing out this time
you're missing the point again
come up come up I’ll show you worlds to come
come up come up
we can outlive the sun
such a fall
it’s hard to find out why
you're living but not alive
not alive
barely getting by
so barely you're hanging on
come up come up I’ll show you worlds to come
come up come up
we can outlive the sun
come up right now

My blunt rolling, my bitch bad
Come take a ride, no six flags
Hit the club and they strip fast,
Cause I spend cash, nigga kiss ass
That Rose just keep pouring,
No delta flight but we soaring
No question asked in the morning
I can hit your bitch while I'm yawning
My true religion's cut booth feel it
Black coop kid it, my group did it
Hit the gas and that coop missing
Dropping shit like 2 pigeons
West side I'm with 2 women
My deuce is winning, I tried to like a quiet storm
I'ma ride till the tires gone
Dot com, online I'm on
You logging off and not understand
Even jealousy is in the humble man
Got a hundred plans to get a hundred grands
I'm nino, you the dutter man
My diesel sour, I need the power
Let's beat devour, these streets is ours
Clean but I smell like I need a shower
It's in the air, I'm breathing
My heart beat in that 2Pac
Mind thinking that Biggy
Get my old block with a new glock
And a new drop, knocking 50
I'ma get rich or I'ma die trying
You getting bitches, nigga stop lying
Eyes blood shot like a stop sign
I'm coming up like I rock climb
I'm getting money, .
I'm getting money, .
Versace star for my black vest
Noody jeans on my white ones
2 cuffs like the cops got me
I'm switching states when my flight come
I transform when the night come
Straight lean when it's bright done
A lot of bitches I don't wife one
With no jewels but when the ice come
Watch I'm changed up, the game rough
A lot of niggas I can't trust
Remember Smokie running down the street
My niggas moving the same dust
Get arranged truck, show I came up
Ain't famous yet, I just want the cake
Get my name up, fuck the game up
Up brain suck but I love her face
That's disrespect much disrespect
Who gives a fuck, let's get the check
Them bums will drop when I get the checks
Every other motherfucker a different X
Tattoos on it so they kiss my neck
See the power and the money when you get respect
Bronx tales watching sunny when he hit the deck
lifting weight, make you sit correct
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we full speed blowing all green like it's earth day
Niggas all grind but we carry more line than the 3rd grade
Let it off then go shoot till you finish
Dreaming of a ghost no roof in this tenant
Life is a I got a white bitch in it
We ball every day and I ain't hooped in a minute
I'm getting money,