Comeup
Gifted niggas
I know you feeling the weather
I know you feeling the weather
I know you know
I know you feeling the weather
I know you feeling the weather
I know you know
I know you feeling the weather
I know you feeling the weather
Who do you love
I know you feeling the weather
I know you feeling the weather
Through the hard times
I got to get through it
It feel like I can't
Feel like I'm running in a place
If you don't get money won't be made
Topping it off I just lost my job
The rent going to be late
They done put more weight on my plate
I been through way too much to complain
Say you on green then you better mean it
Know I'm on go
Ain't got no time to be playing these games
Got PTSD because we was just broke
Anxiety high too much on line
Be damned if I choke
My mind in a maze feel like I'm in chains
But through the worst days
Could never lost hope
Run it up
No a nigga ain't made but I'm coming up
Had to double my wage just to cut it up
For them bitches
Who thought I wasn't good enough
I ain't even going think
What you thought it was
I'm a change up the game
I'm a one of one
Shoulder chip on my chain
I'm a one them up
Trying to jack off the slang
He ain't one of us
Give a f*ck about fame
I just want the love
We can't keep doing this
It bring too much pain
I can't keep cordial
With close ones I can't
Claiming you hate me
Then back at my place
Pour up the codeine
Then back into space
Through the hard times
I got to get through it
It feel like I can't
Feel like I'm running in a place
If you don't get money won't be made
Topping it off I just lost my job
The rent going to be late
They done put more weight on my plate
I been through way too much to complain
Through the hard times
I got to get through it
It feel like I can't
Feel like I'm running in a place
If you don't get money won't be made
Topping it off I just lost my job
The rent going to be late
They done put more weight on my plate
I been through way too much to complain
Say you on green then you better mean it
Know I'm on go
Ain't got no time to be playing these games
Got PTSD because we was just broke
Anxiety high too much on line
Be damned if I choke
My mind in a maze feel like I'm in chains
But through the worst days
Could never lost hope
Comeup
Gifted niggas
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Comeup
Gifted niggas
I know you feeling the weather
I know you feeling the weather
I know you know
I know you feeling the weather
I know you feeling the weather
I know you know
I know you feeling the weather
I know you feeling the weather
Who do you love
I know you feeling the weather
I know you feeling the weather
Through the hard times
I got to get through it
It feel like I can't
Feel like I'm running in a place
If you don't get money won't be made
Topping it off I just lost my job
The rent going to be late
They done put more weight on my plate
I been through way too much to complain
Say you on green then you better mean it
Know I'm on go
Ain't got no time to be playing these games
Got PTSD because we was just broke
Anxiety high too much on line
Be damned if I choke
My mind in a maze feel like I'm in chains
But through the worst days
Could never lost hope
Run it up
No a nigga ain't made but I'm coming up
Had to double my wage just to cut it up
For them bitches
Who thought I wasn't good enough
I ain't even going think
What you thought it was
I'm a change up the game
I'm a one of one
Shoulder chip on my chain
I'm a one them up
Trying to jack off the slang
He ain't one of us
Give a f*ck about fame
I just want the love
We can't keep doing this
It bring too much pain
I can't keep cordial
With close ones I can't
Claiming you hate me
Then back at my place
Pour up the codeine
Then back into space
Through the hard times
I got to get through it
It feel like I can't
Feel like I'm running in a place
If you don't get money won't be made
Topping it off I just lost my job
The rent going to be late
They done put more weight on my plate
I been through way too much to complain
Through the hard times
I got to get through it
It feel like I can't
Feel like I'm running in a place
If you don't get money won't be made
Topping it off I just lost my job
The rent going to be late
They done put more weight on my plate
I been through way too much to complain
Say you on green then you better mean it
Know I'm on go
Ain't got no time to be playing these games
Got PTSD because we was just broke
Anxiety high too much on line
Be damned if I choke
My mind in a maze feel like I'm in chains
But through the worst days
Could never lost hope
Comeup
Gifted niggas
Gifted niggas
I know you feeling the weather
I know you feeling the weather
I know you know
I know you feeling the weather
I know you feeling the weather
I know you know
I know you feeling the weather
I know you feeling the weather
Who do you love
I know you feeling the weather
I know you feeling the weather
Through the hard times
I got to get through it
It feel like I can't
Feel like I'm running in a place
If you don't get money won't be made
Topping it off I just lost my job
The rent going to be late
They done put more weight on my plate
I been through way too much to complain
Say you on green then you better mean it
Know I'm on go
Ain't got no time to be playing these games
Got PTSD because we was just broke
Anxiety high too much on line
Be damned if I choke
My mind in a maze feel like I'm in chains
But through the worst days
Could never lost hope
Run it up
No a nigga ain't made but I'm coming up
Had to double my wage just to cut it up
For them bitches
Who thought I wasn't good enough
I ain't even going think
What you thought it was
I'm a change up the game
I'm a one of one
Shoulder chip on my chain
I'm a one them up
Trying to jack off the slang
He ain't one of us
Give a f*ck about fame
I just want the love
We can't keep doing this
It bring too much pain
I can't keep cordial
With close ones I can't
Claiming you hate me
Then back at my place
Pour up the codeine
Then back into space
Through the hard times
I got to get through it
It feel like I can't
Feel like I'm running in a place
If you don't get money won't be made
Topping it off I just lost my job
The rent going to be late
They done put more weight on my plate
I been through way too much to complain
Through the hard times
I got to get through it
It feel like I can't
Feel like I'm running in a place
If you don't get money won't be made
Topping it off I just lost my job
The rent going to be late
They done put more weight on my plate
I been through way too much to complain
Say you on green then you better mean it
Know I'm on go
Ain't got no time to be playing these games
Got PTSD because we was just broke
Anxiety high too much on line
Be damned if I choke
My mind in a maze feel like I'm in chains
But through the worst days
Could never lost hope
Comeup
Gifted niggas
Writer: Maurice Jones
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