The Come Up

Money coming soon, nigga

I'm on the come up, chill nigga, don't run up

A yellow nigga finna rise and shine like the Sun up, (yea)

My mind on that paper, I ain't tryna wife a slut up

I'm dying for this cake and I ain't tryna wipe a crumb up

They ride with the gun up, kill you and light the blunt up, (uh)

Don't shed a tear, for a nigga might get done up

But just say a prayer for a nigga might confront us

Cause his life is summed up, the medics wipe his lungs up

You coming to the ville, you gotta get a license from us

City on my back, I feel like I'm holding Big Pun up

No pain, no gain, my nigga, I just numb up

I blow brains, go bang a nigga if he jump up

With no shame, don't blame a nigga if you shot up

This is cocaine on flames, baking soda and water

And if you feel that, then I guess I sell crack, get it?

Fall back, man, a nigga feeling crazy

Shitting on niggas, like a nigga was still a baby, (uh)

Carolina nigga, shout out to the ville, it raised me

So many hoes whipped, you woulda thought we still in slavery

And niggas still sleeping, they feeling lazy, (uh)

A killa? Maybe, you make me, I will (uh)

Cheat me on my scrilla, I'll send you to meet Dilla, (uh)

From them NC streets where beef they deliver

And the clip is on 'E' cause your chest got a filla

A nigga like me just getting head like a pillow

Bred like guerillas getting bread

So long as my momma and my niggas getting fed

Fuck what a niggas said, (man) I'm Fayettenam bombing

Cause hatred is flattery, you bitch niggas is charming

Who the fuck you harming? Boy y'all niggas is Charmin, (uh)

And I'm on it, waiting for a target

You fucking with the best, like Common

Ah shit, pardon a nigga for departin'

I'm just getting green like a yard or a garden

A nigga finna blow, while you niggas is false alarmin. ' (uh)

And just think though, I was raised on Ramen, (uh)

Chicken noodle soup, now I'm filet mignon. '

I promise my momma I was coming to make this money

And I swear I'm a kill the nigga that try to take it from me

Yeah

That's real talk, nigga!

It's J. Cole, nigga, Therapist

Whatever fuck you wanna call me, don't matter

Make y'all niggas understand, man

Yea!

Know y'all can't believe yourself right now

Yo this nigga from the south, naw

He can't spit, how the fuck is he so good?

Hahaha

Open your eyes, motherfucker

Can't see?

Niggas on top! Yup!

On top, yup, yup

On top!