Texty: Cormega. The Come Up.

Ain't too many as true as us, prestige eluded us, 'til recently
Yo son, I still be in the streets
Was raised me and taught me morals engraved in me
I treasure all those who stayed with me

Trials and tribulations, some assumed I was through
I seen smiles on niggas faces, now I'm smilin' too
At the Hawaiin view they say that I'm the truth
Life's a bitch I hope I seduce

Look in my eyes you see a childish youth
Who grew up in a drug spot, and blew my first shot on the roof
My movement's like the automatic top on a coupe
Smoothness like Allen Houston got when he shoots

I'm consumed with, the essence of the street
I'm destined to be on a level I've yet to see
Son, I had 'em so comfortable they slept on me
Like the draft did McGrady, this rap shit is crazy

Aiyyo, give me a beat box, you'll heal my soul
Watch me get down for my platinum and gold
And keep a fire arm kept most definitely rep, everyday I see sun up
So don't you sweat when the chips was down

We didn't run we stayed around
Now all y'all niggas know what's happenin' now
It's the come up, the rise of the genuine type
That'll just cut through like against suge knight

Leavin' cuts, bruises, scrapes, scratches and scars
Spent a straight decade rappin' in bars
With OC but I seldomly flow with the flock
Hear the game, make one grain grow into a crop

Like farmers, I promise this be large
Ain't they're ain't near a nigga who could disregard
The science that I drop, 'cause it's on the world
Every man, woman, child, each boy and girl

Yeah mega, you that nigga, don't even worry 'bout it
I remember we was doin' this show for uncle Ralph McDaniels with Nas
I watched you come up now it's your time to skyrocket
And flourish on these niggas shout out Queens