Come Up

Lyrics

Before I was dreamin' When I made these P's, man, I thought I was leanin' That ain't my ting Now it's, "Baby, when can you see me?" Tell me, my bad gyal, now, I'm in my feelings Tell me, my bad gyal, now, I'm in my feelings You lookin' at me, lookin' like I'm millionaire When I'm out here grindin', I think that you didn't guess That that start like a star, baby, go ahead Bad B on my line She tellin' me, she tellin' me she won't take mine I'm a freaky Virgo, now, show me your zodiac sign Amy wanna boss man Amy wanna wine and dine (Take that, take that) Used to be, used to be chicken and chips Now, we uptown, we do our current shit Used to be me and bands And the ting done chillin' in the back of the whip So, when the money came N***** changed up, never been the same And I ain't sayin' names But the shit that n***** would do for fame Listen, who's that princess? You're safe, girl, when I brush these ones on my hit list "Phone up", said the misses Gucci, go on your FaceTime, blow some kisses I remember the days you would cry when I cook Do you know? See, I'm jailhouse missin' Two service, she likes holdin' my line 'Cause she out the biscuits Feevees I'm chewin' She got a top, where it come from? How does she do it? The man a keep on assuming She knows that the J's can't do it The Po-Po blew it She played her cards right, she a keeper, I knew it Face and bumper, I say I need to pursue it Fresh BB, oh, she stand for the T, oh She knows I'm lookin' Before I was dreamin' When I made these P's, man, I thought I was leanin' That ain't my ting Now it's, "Baby, when can you see me?" Tell me, my bad gyal, now, I'm in my feelings Tell me, my bad gyal, now, I'm in my feelings You lookin' at me, lookin' like I'm millionaire When I'm out here grindin', I think that you didn't guess That that start like a star, baby, go ahead I've been runnin' from the bus Now, I'm runnin' from the taxman Say the location, Santan I ain't sayin' no words, but I'll hang man Listen, on the way now, I'm irritated There no Sat Nav, ain't enough use of a flashback I remember when love didn't cost man nothin' And it's mad now, all of my joints want handbags Shit, it coulda been us, we weren't trippin' Shit, it coulda been us, we weren't bitchin' All this fake love, man, I can't listen Cut man off and no losin' Yo, where did gyal holdin' down real n*****? And that crack, TT, gyal, we love the best Man, cap this PG and go feed off her ting Big, big up my crew like, shit Before I was dreamin' When I made these P's, man, I thought I was leanin' That ain't my ting Now it's, "Baby, when can you see me?" Tell me, my bad gyal, now, I'm in my feelings Tell me, my bad gyal, now, I'm in my feelings You lookin' at me, lookin' like I'm millionaire When I'm out here grindin', I think that you didn't guess That that start like a star, baby, go ahead