The Come Up

What d’ya think this is
What d’ya what d’ya think this is blud
What d’ya think this is blud
This is the generation you already know, the bizzle don’t play when it concerns
Dough
I’ve been on this thing since I was on the road
When I was selling cars, peds, selling whips and anything I had to do
But I got my mind right, that kept me motivated to leave it all behind, it was kind
Of complicated
I roll thru the endz they say I’m their motivation I’m far from a legend that’s an
Understatement
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I heard of being broke but I ain't into that no more
7.30 in the morning po po kicking down my door
Mummy looking at me like she don’t like she don’t love me no more
I moved her out to Ghana now she’s proud of me I’m sure
I’m remember times when I couldn’t afford a happy meal
Stressed out, confused resorted me to steal
Only the lord above can relate to how I used feel
Used to be so broke everyday I used to feel ill
Real talk
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I was that little black boy in the council estate
Nicking punto’s I didn’t care if I was bait
All I really wanted was a big gold chain, with a big gold pendant saying my name
Year 2000 was stack stack stack stack, come summer time I made my 1st grand
Everything was going according to plan, so I went down to shotters Dan
Then I bought my chain M initial for my name
Since then things ain't been the same, girls are on me like a rash
They only wanted Max when Max was making a bit of cash, I didn’t care though
All I wanted was the lash