2pz4ever - Come Up Lyrics

Running thru the field
We be popping pills
Running from the cops
Get signed by major deals

We shooting at the opps
We gone smoke up the field
Couple niggas got shot
So I end they career

Sniper gang, sniper gang
We gone snipe at yuh grill
We never miss bitch
We never miss bitch

But you niggas missed it
Always in the kitchen
Nigga clean yuh dishes
And you f*cking missed it

All you do is extra, its extra
Nigga quiet like a Tesla, a Tesla
Everybody on my schedule, my schedule
You finna realize the extra, the extras

Boy got a talent
They tryna test my patience
I kill em off wit silence
No need for renovation

No need for penetration
Just gimme or I'm taking
I ain't asking for the payment
I'm demanding and I'm waiting

Pile up on the fees
Late credit card payments
Paying 300 a month
Slaving hard for the paper

Going crazy wit the words
Making shit stick together
Going crazy wit the words
Make this shit stick together

I make sense, I do commonly
I'm doing big things, I'm a visionary
These niggas don't hear me, but they finna hear me
Ya taking the slang from these black famalies

Shut the f*ck up before I give you injuries
Mentally you not killing me, and physically you weak
Put that f*cking gun down and get yo ass up out them streets
F*ck the streets, that shit can bring you down literally

I'm the best in my head
These niggas walking dead
They f*cking up the function
Now they calling code red

Never understood a hater
Until I understood the envy
And the patience kinda slim
Cuz we been working like slaves

And we not getting paid, like these niggas nowadays
And we not getting published in the magazine today
And we not in a struggle cuz we tell the truth aye
Never lie about my life, and end up dead anyway

And we not getting paid, like these niggas nowadays
And we not getting published in the magazine today
And we not in a struggle cuz we tell the truth aye
Never lie about my life, and end up dead anyway