The Come Up - Smoke DZA, D.R.A.M.

Uh, DZA, D.R.A.M

Really

I said we went from plaid boxers to Polo briefs

And I show my ass

See these horses that’s up on me

So we went from nickel bags to oz’s

So we came up, way up yeah

We went from chasing hoes to chasing cheese

And your bitch mad

You mad cause she’s on me

And we went from IOU’s to what you need?

So we came up, way up yeah

Really fucking cool, keep it frost

Ain’t shit changed but the weather and my drawers

Sour coming out of my pores

Under the tobacco, Vanill- of course

I smell like boss, look like wealth

Through that wave

I’m Mike Phelps, you that maid

Look like help

Tryna find the plug, I’m the plug myself

You ain’t gotta kiss the ring shawty, kiss my belt

My life right now got me like I love my health

But I’m still like something got to give

A lot of niggas die before they dead, I gots to live

I came from the bottom, not a pot to piss and shit

Like a million others but what make me different is

I turned my dreams to reality

Come through the hood casually

Few niggas salty but I know I’m who they rather be

Get money, take care of the faculty

I said we went from plaid boxers to Polo briefs

And I show my ass

See these horses that’s up on me

So we went from nickel bags to oz’s

So we came up, way up yeah

We went from chasing hoes to chasing cheese

And your bitch mad

You mad cause she’s on me

And we went from IOU’s to what you need?

So we came up, way up yeah

Take credit for the wins and losses

I now what I know, I just search for the reassurance

Niggas dying to be important

Souls get bought quite often

No integrity, what you talking?

All things, offsprings get lost in

The systems of these streets we involved in

Either you crack slinging or balling

The American dream to get rich and the whole hood all in

Hustlers will, watch me maneuver through

Prime example, you could do it too

In my lane speeding like I’m Ricky Bobby

Posted up in any lobby

Six degrees of separation, I give it to anybody

Faded off the sour and the Henny probably

Get rich schemes, I got many hobbies

League of my own, I ain’t got many rivalries

9/11 you know where I be

Unlimited credit line with Ikea

I said we went from plaid boxers to Polo briefs

And I show my ass

See these horses that’s up on me

So we went from nickel bags to oz’s

So we came up, way up yeah

We went from chasing hoes to chasing cheese

And your bitch mad

You mad cause she’s on me

And we went from IOU’s to what you need?

So we came up, way up yeah