J4ce & MGBlake - On the Come Up Lyrics

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Aye
Aye
(MGBlake)

Bitch I take off (Aye)
No Quavo (Aye)
Stacks on stacks on (Aye)
No payroll (Aye)
Brand new space ship (Aye)
No range rover (Aye)
Shoot my shot with your bitch like I'm J Tucker
Never miss a field goal

Aye yeah, we on the come up
Aye yeah, we on the come up
Aye yeah, we on the come up
Working hard in the morning always rising like the sun up
Aye yeah, we on the come up
Aye yeah, we on the come up
Aye yeah, we on the come up
Working hard in the morning always rising like the sun up

Aye yeah, I'm straight off the rails
This bitch a 50/50, heads or tails (Heads or tails)
I'm a big body bitch you frail
If working hard's a test then son you'd fail (You'd fail)
Why your girl tag me on IG (Why)
Why my wrist cold like an ICEE (Why)
Why it so obvious she like me (Why)
I know you jealous but don't fight me (Aye nah)
Just cashed out I got the money (Aye)
You a clown I think you funny (You funny)
Eat the beat just like I'm Bundy (Aye)
Why y'all want the clout from me (Why)
Just cashed out I got the bands (Aye)
All these fakes claim that we friends (We ain't)
I ain't afraid to throw these hands (Nah nah)
These hundreds make a bitch dance (Aye aye)
Hop a track and I'm spitting 'til the day I die
Watching from an eagle eye
Feeling like an airplane fly
But it's aight cause I started from the bottom
All these other bitches follow
Feel like Creed cause I rock 'em
And I got the prize on lock
Keep a glock
Keep it cocked
Roley loud as a clock when it go tik tok
All these mood swings got me feeling bipolar
Keep the strap going hard out the Toyota Tacoma

Aye yeah, we on the come up
Aye yeah, we on the come up
Aye yeah, we on the come up
Working hard in the morning always rising like the sun up
Aye yeah, we on the come up
Aye yeah, we on the come up
Aye yeah, we on the come up
Working hard in the morning always rising like the sun up

(I make that green)
Choppa blocka and I make the f*cking thing roll (Do do do do)
Hit a lick I make the green like it's a bank roll (I make that green)
Shawty fiending so I take a pic while she pose
Bitch I'm on the come up so I ain't got time for these hoes (I ain't got time)

Built from dust I ain't got time for none your shit
People see me on the rise and now they beg for all my shit (Damn)
I keep my cool but I'd still pop somebody's lip
And when your bitch she hit my line I gave her tip and then she drip (Aye)
I'm super fly so f*ck a Porsche I got a jet
I keep the Gucci out the rain but when I walk it still get wet
My name ain't Roddy but I'm rich
Still f*ck the SWAT and f*ck the feds
I keep it loaded and I never ever shoot below the neck

Choppa blocka and I make the f*cking thing roll (Do do do do)
Hit a lick I make the green like it's a bank roll (I make that green)
Shawty fiending so I take a pic while she pose
Bitch we on the come up so I ain't got time for these hoes