A Rapper Named Nati - The Come Up Lyrics

We been tryin' to come up for too long
I'm just tryin' to right a few wrongs
I don't need your advice, so move on
Haters all my life, I prove wrong
On the block, stay focused on the greenbacks
'Bout to grab a Glock, hocus pocus with the ski mask
I need to come up with a scheme fast
If I don't make make it off of rap, might sling crack
No Dreamcast, promise I will not get played
We cook beef fast. You can get Bobby Flayed
Never use real names when we conversate
Never let the opps see how we operate
If the jakes come around, don't cooperate
There's a lot at stake if the cops will raid
The consequences are worse if you get locked away
But an honest day's work ain't a lot of pay
Get Tone on the phone, let's rob a bank
In the zone and we stoned off of concentrate
Cop some blow with the dough that we 'bout to make
And flip it on the low, now we countin' cake
We just gotta make sure the accountant's paid
That the math is sound, and no one found mistakes
Ain't no backin' down, someone is bound to break
But I won't ever let a judge announce my fate
Rather be carried by six
Very convinced as I stare into this barren abyss
The barrel an inch away from my Aryan skin
Time to pay for my arrogant sins, bury me with the strap
We been tryin' to come up for too long
I'm just tryin' to right a few wrongs
I don't need your advice, so move on
Haters all my life, I prove wrong
I think I've been nice for too long
I've been tryin' to right a few wrongs
I don't need no advice, so move on
Haters, on my life, I'll prove wrong