The Come Up Video (MV)

True Story
Only1... Tipy

To much trauma and anxiety
Move through rooms quietly
Bitches I got varieties
Focused on my sobriety
All them talks with the devil I wrote them down in a diary
He said I want your soul entirely
Stop trying me
Only thing I ever sold was hoes, guns, and drugs
Never showed no love
So the block I hugged

Yeah
Born in that crack era I'm 80s baby
While mama did crack the drug dealers watched the baby
With all this dirty money who gone wash it baby
With water guns in my pamper who the target baby
Tv had 3 channels watching Cheers every night
A nigga shedding tears every night

Damn For real

Yeah
Had my daughter at 20 shit I'm a man now
Gotta stop doing dumb shit thats the plan now
I lost my job 3 days after my daughter was born
I had to figure it out, I had to go through that storm
Robbed Peter paid Paul, robbed Paul and got it back
When my rent and lights due you can't tell me how to act

Nah you can't tell me shit matter fact

I walked in a robbery around the age of 11, seen people tied up
Now my mind f*cked
Must have had an angel walking with me
God told him go and get me
Swear it's spiritual warfare the devil staying busy
Everybody made it out alive thank God
Even though I'm still traumatized I thank God

When its all said and done did I give it my best
I hear "job well done" you passed my test
So many ups and downs trial and error
F*ck around and make a error they put you on trial and take your life
Seen my cousin fight through it
Another cousin fell to it
Charges got him 10 years they couldn't put a bail to it
I swear the system we fell through it
They got us we fell to it

Now its time to rebuild, like Nipsey and Jigga
Nas and Diddy Master P and J Prince
Them niggas talking in M's they got me convinced
Lets clean our neighborhoods up and sell it more than its worth
Gotta keep the enemies out ain't gotta put up no fence
We keep them choppers in hand cause our mind militant
For real

Yeahhhhh

Only1... Tipy
Yeah