Coming Up Video (MV)

To all you heavy sleepers
I'm boutta wake y'all up

Half these people talking, don't give a f*ck
Y'all is just salty, can't make it with luck
Y'all are too fake I know you never tucked
As my bars come down you finna get struck
You just out here looking like a scrub
I need my shit played up in the clubs
I'm out here working you just filling cups
Gonna make it on my own I'm coming up

25 lil' bitch that's one week
Making sure that my brothers eat
And you know they gotta pack that heat
Bitch I'm swole, you looking weak
Uh, I'm nasty on these beats
But you could still call it neat
Chasing bags, bitch I don't sleep
Lil' hoes, I do not need
Bitch, I'm just plotting the scheme
You gon' end up in a stream
Cash rules everything around me
Man, now I got the method
But they calling me the bastard
In red, still don't f*ck with the feds
I got no time for no talking
On the mic, I'm full-hulking
Copping everything in bulk, man
Tryna get some balmains, maybe even pinky rings
I don't care about that, but I know one thing
You know that I'm poppin', I gotta stay coppin'
Got sauce, and extra toppings, I'll never be stopping
I joined the game, but I'm rocking
Y'all just dick-hopping
I'm cleaning, and mopping
Too much sauce, please stop it
Blast off in a rocket, now, filling my pockets
I won't be copping lockets
Pussy boy best watch ya pockets
When I run up don't say it shocked ya
Now I got them screaming, "Doctor!"
You no lion, meet the Fockers
Don't f*ck with me, might go bonkers
I'm making my money longer
Think you swole, but I am stronger

Half these people talking, don't give a f*ck
Y'all is just salty, can't make it with luck
Y'all are too fake I know you never tucked
As my bars come down, you finna get struck
You just out here looking like a scrub
I need my shit played up in the clubs
I'm out here working you just filling cups
Gonna make it on my own I'm coming up

Gonna make it on my own, I'm coming up
Gonna make it on my own, I'm coming up
Stay hating on me, no I don't give a f*ck
Got too much to do, numbers adding up
I'm gonna make it on my own, I'm coming up
Gonna make it on my own, I'm coming up
Y'all are too fake I know never tucked
As my bars come down, you finna get struck

I'm consistently proving and improving
I'll continue to lose it
Recording shit like a movie
Know I got people moving
With my shooters looking for Judas
A fool is too weak and stupid to come up to me, let's do this
Was never a good student in schooling
But I'm consuming this music
Spit it on the mic and I'm ruling
I'm making a movie, producing
Bouta cop iced out Cubans
Take over like Harry Truman
I'm the conductor like I Tubman
Pussy boi try go and to say something
I dare you, I be trap jumping

Half these people talking, don't give a f*ck
Y'all is just salty, can't make it with luck
Y'all are too fake I know you never tucked
As my bars come down, you finna get struck
You just out here looking like a scrub
I need my shit played up in the clubs
I'm out here working you just filling cups
Gonna make it on my own I'm coming up

Gonna make it on my own, I'm coming up
Gonna make it on my own, I'm coming up
Stay hating on me, no I don't give a f*ck
Got too much to do, numbers adding up
I'm gonna make it on my own, I'm coming up
Gonna make it on my own, I'm coming up
Y'all are too fake I know never tucked
As my bars come down, you finna get struck