The Come Up lyrics

by

Kanye West


[Verse]
I'm on The Come Up
Chill n*gga, don't run up
A yellow n*gga, finna rise and shine like the sun up
My mind on that paper, I ain't trying to wife the sl*t up
I'm dying for this cake and I ain't trying to wipe a crumb up
They ride with the gun up, kill you and light the blunt up
Uh, don't shed a tear if a n*gga might get done up
But, just say a prayer if a n*gga might confront us
'Cause his life is summed up, the medics wipe his lungs up
You coming to the 'Ville? You need to get a license from us
City on my back, I feel like I'm holding Big Pun up
No pain no gain, my n*gga, I just numb up
I blow brains, Cobain a n*gga if he jump up
With no shame, don't blame a n*gga if you shot up
This is cocaine on flame, baking soda and water
And if you feel that then I guess I sell crack, get it?
Fall back, man, a n*gga feeling crazy
sh*tting on n*ggas like a n*gga was still a baby
Carolina n*gga shout-out to the 'Ville that raised me
So many hoes whipped, you would've thought we still in slavery
And n*ggas still sleepin' they feelin' lazy
Uh, a killer maybe, you make me I will
Cheat me on my scrilla, I send you to meet Dilla
From them NC streets where the beef they deliver
And the clip is on E 'cause your chest got a fill up
While a n*gga like me is just getting head like a pillow
Bread like gorillas getting bred
So long as my momma and my n*ggas getting fed
f*ck what a n*gga said, man, I'm Fayettenam bombing
'Cause hatred is flattery you b*tch n*ggas is charmin'
Who the f*ck you harmin'? Boy, ya'll n*ggas is charmin'
And I'm armed and waiting for a target
You f*cking with the best like Carmen
Aw sh*t, pardon a n*gga for departing
I'm just getting green like a yard or a garden
A n*gga finna blow while you n*ggas is false alarmin'
And just think, man, I was raised on ramen
Chicken noodle soup, now I'm filet mignon-in'
I promised my momma I was coming to make this money
And I swear I'm going to kill the n*gga that try to take it from me
[Outro]
Yeah, that's real talk, n*gga
It's J. Cole, n*gga
Therapist whatever the f*ck you wanna call him, it don't matter
You know, I'll make y'all n*ggas understand man
I know you can't believe yourself right now
You thinkin' this n*ggas from the south, hahaha
He can't spit, how the f*ck is he so good?
Open your eyes motherf*cker, can you see? n*ggas on top
Yup, we on top
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