Ace Hood, Anthony Hamilton - The Come Up lyrics

[Ace Hood, Anthony Hamilton - The Come Up lyrics]

This is a come up
Grinding for the ones that I love
Fueled by the passion and pain
And all the bullshit I've been through
Still I hold my head up high
And all them roadblocks I walk right through
I do it for the ones like me
And all people who's just like you
No matter what they say about me
I'mma do whatever I gotta do

This is the come up
Where niggas hustle from night to sun up
The gutta
Where niggas run up and they get done up
And mama tryna make a dollar
For son and daughter
Where them times are even
Harder without a father
Want a job but never bother
All about them commas
Bigger diamonds and high designer
With all the finest women, goddess
With perfect bodies that we admire
This is the come up where
Niggas do whatever for money
They'll murk a nigga now and got
To church on a Sunday
Probably snitch on homeboys and take
A flight out of country it's fucked up
The motive is to get out the hood
Get your mama new crib, keep your family good
When that money is pouring and
Them jewels is shining
And them cars are foreigns
Them haters praying it storm
It's no love, it ain't a place for the weak
Only strong survive, only hustlers ride
This is the come up

Grinding for the ones that I love
Fueled by the passion and pain
And all the bullshit I've been through
Still I hold my head up high
And all them roadblocks I walk right through
I do it for the ones like me
And all people who's just like you
No matter what they say about me
I'mma do whatever I gotta do

Where niggas hustle from night to sun up
And dreams are never seemed couldn't believe
And it seems you can achieve by
Any means go and get it
Anything you vision and anything you
Wishing you can live it
Just bare the witness they said i
Wouldn't and i did it
What God intended from being
Label as a menace
To counting millions my daughter
Smiling every minute
I'm an a attendance oh lord i
Got my deal in the field
Crying hundred of tears feeling
Like that doughboy hit a lick for a meal
Riding round with that work
Know them weapons concealed
If them feds ever catch em leave them
For 200 hundred years for that dope
And I know money come money go
In the fame in the game
All the hate that it brings many lost
Some gave never changed not me
Gotta survive everyday know every
Morning i wake i'm tryna come up

Grinding for the ones that I love
Fueled by the passion and pain
And all the bullshit I've been through
Still I hold my head up high
And all them roadblocks I walk right through
I do it for the ones like me
And all people who's just like you
No matter what they say about me
I'mma do whatever I gotta do

This is the come up
So, don't you dare give up?
Keep your head above the clouds
And your eyes on the price
Don't you dare give up?
This is for the grind

Grinding for the ones that I love
Fueled by the passion and pain
And all the bullshit I've been through
Still I hold my head up high
And all them roadblocks I walk right through
I do it for the ones like me
And all people who's just like you
No matter what they say about me
I'mma do whatever I gotta do

This is the come up
One day you gon make it out struggle
Don't you worried now?
My brothers and my sisters, mama too
This is the come up

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