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