Game - Come Up Lyrics
[Hook: Drake]You tryna come up, I am the come upI be standin’ right here when the sun upYou be gettin’ done up if you niggas try and run upYou livin’ good, go ahead and throw a one upYou tryna come up, I am the come upI be standin’ right here when the sun upYou be gettin’ done up if you niggas try and run upYou livin’ good, go ahead and throw ya one upScream out, blat-blatow blat-blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatowHow ya like me now?I’m like blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatowHow ya like me now?It go like blat-blatow blat-blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatowHow ya like me now?I’m like blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatowHow ya like me now?[Verse 1: Game]My nigga funeral Fab told be back in ’03Rap ain’t nothin’ but cash, money, *****es, foreign cars and treesCristal by the cases, bad *****es by the flocksAnd I know I promised my niggas I’d never leave the blockBut, shit changesI done been through 6 RangesHand on the Eagle, yeah I got them Mike Vick fingasThrowin’ bullets on par with the accuracyHit your whole faculty, like, ain’t nobody jackin’ meBefore you do, you be layin’ in a boxWhile Jay kiss that ass goodbye, “Mwuah, Lox”First shot, leave the niggas in shockThat second shot, that’s when that body drop (Ya heard me?)And niggas still askin’ ’bout DetoxI’ll tell you if you tell me who killed PacAight then, I’m at this Pacquiao fight then, with TysonThe way he’s stickin’, and movin’ the knife, Floyd might win[Hook]You tryna come up, I am the come upI be standin’ right here when the sun upYou be gettin’ done up if you niggas try and run upYou livin’ good, go ahead and throw a one upYou tryna come up, I am the come upI be standin’ right here when the sun upYou be gettin’ done up if you niggas try and run upYou livin’ good, go ahead and throw ya one upScream out, blat-blatow blat-blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatowHow ya like me now?I’m like blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatowHow ya like me now?It go like blat-blatow blat-blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatowHow ya like me now?I’m like blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatowHow ya like me now?[Verse 2: Lifestyle]Testarossa, keep an extra toasterIt’s Hub city’s finest, they respect the mostMy nigga Game do that, my nigga Tiger do thatHeard about the new cat, I whipped the Range through thatI’m in Toronto, Demar got a condoSittin’ courtside with Drake, Hector and Rondo*****es know my name, it’s Lifestyle, she ***** with thatDick too big, like my lifestyle, you ***** with that?Poppin’ champagne, we do the damn thingStandin’ on the couches, Money Gang, that’s the campaignB? in my pocket, Obama on my wristAt the Ronald Reagan airport, yeah, I’m on my shitLouis Vuitton luggage, peanut butter with the red wheelsStarted when the RED Album dropped, yeah, I’m gettin’ head stillIn the club, lookin’ past you niggasThese *****es gas them niggas, Drizzy, ask them niggas[Hook]You tryna come up, I am the come upI be standin’ right here when the sun upYou be gettin’ done up if you niggas try and run upYou livin’ good, go ahead and throw a one upYou tryna come up, I am the come upI be standin’ right here when the sun upYou be gettin’ done up if you niggas try and run upYou livin’ good, go ahead and throw ya one upScream out, blat-blatow blat-blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatowHow ya like me now?I’m like blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatowHow ya like me now?It go like blat-blatow blat-blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatowHow ya like me now?I’m like blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatow, blat-blat-blatowHow ya like me now?
