Oncue - Boy on the Come Up lyrics

Simply barbaric, barbaric barbaric!
Let that word resound, from hill to
Hill, from valley to valley
Across the broad land hear me!

Yeah I'm big headed but you small minded
I try and get it, hey whole team grinding
Fuck what they say, yeah I put my time in
Aw, I need a Louis lining
Michelin star dining imma be honest
I was eating Little Caesar's
With the buffalo ranch
Fuck all you geezers, yeah
You fuckin' old men
Flow barbaric, let my fam come then
Guess she know all my lyrics so
She taking off her pants
Cuey be that next shit, Imma cop a
Flex on my exes
They already think I'm sexist
All that corny shit you call
Your raps don't impress us
Better pay attention
Watch how I finesse this
Goddamn, all you rappers are lucky
That I fell off better switch plans
Next six months Imma go the hell off
Yeah, I'm dropping all these records
Like it's motherfucking light work
You're dropping all your records, praying
Hoping that it might work
Yeah, I'm showing now like Ds
In a tight shirt
Wanna get like this? Then you
Better fix your life first

I've been on a wave
Mama asking how it's going
Told her I don't play
She said the fuck boys are fake cause
My boy on the come up
I’ve been on a wave bitch
Know you see me glowing
You stuck on that same shit, so save it
(yeah, your boy on the come up)

You already know, hey you already know, hey
Yeah, your boy on the come up
It was written in stone
Yeah, everything will go, oh
Yeah, your boy on the come up
You already know, yeah, you already know
Yeah, your boy on the come up
It was written in stone, yeah
Shit's about to blow, oh

Said fucking shit, my shit been booming
And money talk, talk that I be fluent
If it's not, then please, keep it moving
I'ont got the time
Yeah, you wasn't there, wasn't there
When I was losing, all starving then
I mean, barely no food, and I swore to God
I'll come back to prove I was always right
I see your name in my missed calls now
Hey, girl, you got me pissed off now
I lift off, so you criss cross now
Thinking that you Kylie, you my Rick Ross now
Imma go from summer to the winter, hey
Born a loser but I turned into a winner, hey
Learned it by the finger, if
You're tryna take my dinner, hey
Look what I spent, I repent, I'm a sinner, oh
Ain't no option when your
Back against the wall
Break down the motherfucker, hammer or a saw
I keep going ham, oh baby, I keep going off
Go grab your camera
Cause your boy about to ball
This persisistence, talent - that's a win
Way back when, when I put you on my shit
You turned up your nose
But I stiffed up my lip
Can't hold it in, baby, goddamn I'm the shit

I've been on a wave
Mama asking how it's going
Told her I don't play
She said the fuck boys are fake cause
My boy on the come up
I’ve been on a wave bitch
Know you see me glowing
You stuck on that same shit so save it
(yeah, your boy on the come up)

You already know, hey you already know, hey
Yeah, your boy on the come up
It was written in stone
Yeah, everything will go, oh
Yeah, your boy on the come up
You already know, hey you already know
Yeah, your boy on the come up
It was written in stone, yeah
Shit's about to blow, oh