Sati - On The Come Up lyrics

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Sati - On The Come Up lyrics

So many times have I tried to figure it out Been grinding overtime just tryna figure it out Never been a Christian boy but every night I've been devout And f** all that fake sh**, just tryna get bigger without Lately feeling like I'm on the come up now While I've been stepped on, slept on till the sun up now On some Nintendo sh**, don't come f** with a boss now Get a hundred in the game then watch close how I one up now Take a moment and let that sh** sink in deeper b**hes be smoking heavy thinking that they being leaders It's me against the world, I'm finna do it with no features And if I get the world crown, ain't gonna throw it like Caesar I made a promise never to change who I am I do this for myself, not for the fame or my fam Money important but I ain't all about the paper Though I made 10 grand in one night consider that a favour And that was just the cards, never f**ed with the d** though Calculated profits and risk, your boy did his charts though And I could be lying if I told you I did But people still choose to believe in whatever that fits Got me thinking how many times that I gotta win To even get a three storey, guess I gotta sin Guess it was destined to be, my blood ain't that of a king Tell mom I'm sorry, I don't really know where to begin Tryna grow myself a money tree Asian kid with some raps, like a honey bee Wanted a penthouse like a G up in the trees But now Im looking for shade, just something to keep the peace Tell me am I stupid for chasing my dreams Said it ain't about the cream but the Beamer looking so clean Since a teen all I've ever been is a fiend And Imma do anything till I get my damn ring I want my precious, make me invincible God damn Toasting rappers with my flows like I got jam Hot damn, hear that sh** sizzle in a pan Some cheddar cheese, maybe couple slices of ham If you think this is basic then guess we have an agreement Haven't been focused, my bin all filled with Kleenex and semen I love women but I'm tired of hearing them b**hes b**hing Never let a hoe come in between me and my division And even if I'm dead wrong, Imma still take a shot for em Just thought they gon make better figures with better jobs for em I'm talking lawyers, accountants and rich business men While I'm sippin' Hen, pad and pen, tryna make a yen Tell me f** is a dream if you can't even afford To pay your bills, don't even come talking bout an Accord And if I never make it in this life Least I know at one point I tried putting up a fight

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