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Come Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Vix
Featuring: Shå
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Shadir Green, Samar Pettiway




Vix - Come Up Lyrics
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[ Featuring Shå ]

I'm up at 3am, I'm plotting bout a come up
Got some shit that stop a nigga in his tracks he wanna run up
TSA just stopped and stared at my Ferragamo luggage
Only thing I ever stressed was my mom and some hunnids
Got some shit to say, I know my brodie think I'm starting trouble
All my niggas keep their head down in a group, we in a huddle
I just beat her doonies down and after that you she wanna cuddle
Yeah, I like your song, I guess, but being honest, I don't love it
Got my double cup, I take a sip, my shorty roll the za
If you smoke with us don't talk too much or you gon' blow the high
103 is what I rep, but don't forget to add the 5
Fly shit whenever I step, just like I went to Sky High
You a lame, but so is the rest, that's how you wanna live your life?
I wear a chain all over my neck, I told them niggas, rise and shine
Did you a favor, you owe me a debt, now I think it's about time
Niggas been out here smoking that fet, they thinking that they on cloud nine
She gon' treat me like your majesty
Where I'm from, retaliation, equal casualties
I turn my pain into a gift that happen naturally
Them niggas late to V.IX, but it ain't fashionably
She poppin' ecstasy, I keep my shooter next to me
They move more birds inside them streets, than f*ckin' sesame
It was times I let my trauma get the best of me
Cut her off, cause only money's my necessity
Sorry, I can't love no treesh shorty
Only got my goals, I'm tryna make it out the streets, shorty
Met a CEO, he told me they gon' try and leech on me
Told him that I know, that's why I keep that 43 on my me
Moving like the Pope, there's no kaleidoscope
Cause I see it clearly, I can't f*ck with no Amiris
I won't let them niggas near me, being broke, it hurt my spirit
I can't f*ck no bitch who in the mix, I thought I made it clear
I'm the best thing out of Philly rap, I guess y'all heard it here
(Too much motion, not to make an M)
Yeah, I got distracted, but I won't make that mistake again
Statement got redacted, if you snitching, you can't make amends
Addition by subtraction, they both pretty, so I call them twins
I'm in my flow state, yeah, I'm tapping it
I was gone for like 6 months, I'm back again
Life been moving fast, it's on my ass, I can't relax again
They was sleep at first, but I refuse to come in last again
Y'all gon' go out sad, but understand, I'm in my bag again lil' bitch
Ayy, I'm in my bag again lil' bitch
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I'm up at 3am, I'm plotting bout a come up
Got some shit that stop a nigga in his tracks he wanna run up
TSA just stopped and stared at my Ferragamo luggage
Only thing I ever stressed was my mom and some hunnids
Got some shit to say, I know my brodie think I'm starting trouble
All my niggas keep their head down in a group, we in a huddle
I just beat her doonies down and after that you she wanna cuddle
Yeah, I like your song, I guess, but being honest, I don't love it
Got my double cup, I take a sip, my shorty roll the za
If you smoke with us don't talk too much or you gon' blow the high
103 is what I rep, but don't forget to add the 5
Fly shit whenever I step, just like I went to Sky High
You a lame, but so is the rest, that's how you wanna live your life?
I wear a chain all over my neck, I told them niggas, rise and shine
Did you a favor, you owe me a debt, now I think it's about time
Niggas been out here smoking that fet, they thinking that they on cloud nine
She gon' treat me like your majesty
Where I'm from, retaliation, equal casualties
I turn my pain into a gift that happen naturally
Them niggas late to V.IX, but it ain't fashionably
She poppin' ecstasy, I keep my shooter next to me
They move more birds inside them streets, than f*ckin' sesame
It was times I let my trauma get the best of me
Cut her off, cause only money's my necessity
Sorry, I can't love no treesh shorty
Only got my goals, I'm tryna make it out the streets, shorty
Met a CEO, he told me they gon' try and leech on me
Told him that I know, that's why I keep that 43 on my me
Moving like the Pope, there's no kaleidoscope
Cause I see it clearly, I can't f*ck with no Amiris
I won't let them niggas near me, being broke, it hurt my spirit
I can't f*ck no bitch who in the mix, I thought I made it clear
I'm the best thing out of Philly rap, I guess y'all heard it here
(Too much motion, not to make an M)
Yeah, I got distracted, but I won't make that mistake again
Statement got redacted, if you snitching, you can't make amends
Addition by subtraction, they both pretty, so I call them twins
I'm in my flow state, yeah, I'm tapping it
I was gone for like 6 months, I'm back again
Life been moving fast, it's on my ass, I can't relax again
They was sleep at first, but I refuse to come in last again
Y'all gon' go out sad, but understand, I'm in my bag again lil' bitch
Ayy, I'm in my bag again lil' bitch
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Writer: Shadir Green, Samar Pettiway
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