Luyện nghe bài hát The Come Up

Yo, hungry man

Yeah, ay yo I'm 'bout to make
And get little bit of paper right
This broke got a bitch staying awake at night
It ain't a guy thing or a thing

It's a me thing getting high and every weekend
Fuck drama I'd rather where you are
Blacks in the no ice at all
Seven-six ay ah bitch watch me

like a motherfucker dipping from the law
Kinda game is they
I got a a players call my gang to bang 'em
A let 'em know that I'm all for pay so

Tryin' to say nothing young gun that is play doe
Push the to the metal hit the fuckin' floor
Ain't about the D O E then you talkin' for?
Expedition never on a money mission

Shit is real you ain't even got no pot to piss in
That's why I'm on the up, for the come up
Watch you get done up who try to run up
However, the case may be
You get it down down, we can get it down down

Yeah, up at night
Yeah, at the stove
Yeah, with them
Yeah, tryna make ghost

Yeah, with the gage
Yeah, sellin' and beige
Yeah, the red and blue
Yeah, the federals

Yeah, keep the smash an' biz
Yeah, with the mansion
Yeah, fuck dog
Yeah, trafficking

Yeah, illegal lefts
Yeah, making crazy
Yeah, code money man
Yeah, mind the ice

These ain't right
Mad I got my game tight
You never find a who grind twice as hard
Uh, this money situation niggas acting funny on

But that's on them 'cos time wasting
Meanwhile I'm a be scheming for
Stash in the drawer, nice little duckie
Working on a master plan to get the cash

Parties and I'm a have to pass
'Cos one day I plan to it up
then you gon give it up
Money man tell me what the is up?

Here we go, here we go, we go again
it up, light it up, pass it to a friend
Stacking it all whether twenty or a thousand
Out to take my Philly off of welfare out of housing
Who me? I got to pay until then I'm gon make a way, is that okay?

Yeah, up at night
Yeah, at the stove
Yeah, them V-12's
Yeah, tryna they ghost

Yeah, with the gage
Yeah, gray and beige
Yeah, the red and blue
Yeah, ducking the

Yeah, gotta keep the an' biz
Yeah, with the mansion
Yeah, fuck dog
Yeah, drug

Yeah, making lefts
Yeah, making crazy
Yeah, code over man
Yeah, mind the ice

The smell of money got my trigger finger funny
No stoppin' me until I'm sittin' nice and lovely
Keep puffin until I'm high as a
the doe, fuck the crumbs give 'em to the birds

Oh my stars asking no how comes
Fuck being patient I ain't for the outcomes
Fuck you out but please don't get me started
Out for the paper with big face on it

Yeah, up late at
Yeah, at the kitchen
Yeah, with V-12's
Yeah, make they ghost

Yeah, with the tekan
Yeah, gray and beige
Yeah, the red and blue
Yeah, the federals

Yeah, gotta the smash an' biz
Yeah, with the mansion
Yeah, driving dog
Yeah, trafficking

Yeah, making lefts
Yeah, making rights
Yeah, code money man
Yeah, mind the ice

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Ms. to y'all bitches
Let's go, on, uh, ooh