Sammy Adams - Comin' Up lyrics
[Sammy Adams - Comin' Up lyrics]
Yeah, Boston matty Trump
Yeah, uh uh, uh, uh
I'm comin up, I'm comin up on it
Running airlines from LA to Boston
Can't stop and I told you I promised
So you ain't gonna hear nobody that's hotter
(hotter)
Hear nobody that's hotter
Ain't nobody that's hotter nobody hotter
Ain't nobody that's hotter
What up haters
I'm back so hows my dick taste?
I'm spitting grimy
Like mouths without toothpaste
Never thought of mixing blood
With my confidence she was in my city
Showing love to me's the consequence
'Cause my wills coming
Whether or not you're liking it
Felt like the tip of the
Pen that checks the counterfeit's
Like, your girl ain't never heard of me
Pysch, cause she'd probably search
The world for me
Ha, ha, ha, ha I laugh on tracks
You burst viens to go hard
Cause your ass can't rap about to take all
See the stripes and the stars on my window
Plane flying in the air, pitch dark
I'm comin up, I'm comin up on it
Running airlines from LA to Boston
Can't stop and I told you I promised
So you ain't gonna hear nobody that's hotter
(hotter)
Hear nobody that's hotter
Ain't nobody that's hotter nobody hotter
Ain't nobody that's hotter
I told my parents that I was gonna get some
Hop on stage and get higher than a jet, son
Getting love told me why
You never getting none
Born to the game, never pose as a stepson
I'm that new to iTunes, what's next shit
Rewind that track, what time before I exit
Like I could give a fuck
Really what y'all think destiny is blessing
Bartender give me a tall drink
So I could fade out
Dreams of being played out
City radio I'm good and look
At how I made out
Uh, on the stroll my pop's paved
Telling me to do what I love
So now I'm off stage, taking shots
I'm just trying get in cage coming up bar
See the numbers on the fan page
Can't stop cause they want
'em on the airwaves
Late night in Boston, west coast in the LA
I'm comin up, I'm comin up on it
Running airlines from LA to Boston
Can't stop and I told you I promised
So you ain't gonna hear nobody that's hotter
(hotter)
Hear nobody that's hotter
Ain't nobody that's hotter nobody hotter
Ain't nobody that's hotter
And my skyline's so contagious
Jet fuel on my tongue
Ain't hungover 'cause I'm wasted
Chewing on success, so close I can taste it
Came too far, homie feel like Imma make it
Yeah, and you know I'm gonna get 'em
Agencies hawking, never can forget 'em
Slowly moving strong in positions
That I'm winning better let 'em know
(Sammy Adams yeah tell 'em)
I'm comin up, I'm comin up on it
Running airlines from LA to Boston
Can't stop and I told you I promised
So you ain't gonna hear nobody that's hotter
(hotter)
Hear nobody that's hotter
Ain't nobody that's hotter nobody hotter
Ain't nobody that's hotter