came way up

yep

i done came way up

i done way up

yep i done came way up

child of the ghetto and child of god

started off at the bottom

but still i rise

never been with the drama but still i ride

from a block where you barely get peace of mind

punch the clock til i get my piece of the pie

it's peace and love but still keep a piece by my side

watch them cujo

hang life a

keep em a reason they shootin like tony kukoc

white chalk

yellow tape that's where we live

when beef comes

they cook it

that shit get real

whatever happen

it happens that's how i feel

flow starving

i'm hungry you see my ribs

while niggas was rockin rollie

gold chains and designer gear

i was still in the trenches at mama crib

i was still in the gutter selling that shit

them niggas shooting to kill

i'm thankful they missed

i done came up

i done came way up

yep

i done came

i done came way up

i done came way up

yep

i done came

came way up

i done came way up

yep i done came

i done came way up

i done came way up

yep i done came

sitting wicked

spitta chillin

rollin sticky

sippin simply lemonade in the shade

i'm black

gifted and paid

pull the pin from a grenade and put that bitch to the page

writing bombs

setting off alarms

it's too late

it's already on

you in a storm with no umbrella or rain coats

in a wraith takin my lady to get a root beer float

slangin that audio dope

fresh off the boat

dookie gold rope

clicquot moat

sun barely arose

the oj cold

this bottle cost me fifteen dollars

i got that came from larry j

my bay area partner

studio writing history down with trade and roddy

in a kush fog

word to c-murda

i'm with my true dogs

i done came up

i done came way up

yep

i done came

i done came way up

i done came way up

yep

i done came

came way up

i done came way up

yep i done came

i done came way up

i done came way up

yep i done came

smoking on that loudpack

ridin dirty with my new strap

doing 100 with my top back

they wondering how i got that

they don't like that

they don't like that

got a new red bone waiting on me

her old man be hating on me cause trade get to that paper

homie

super coup with new plates on it

black hoodie with that bape on it

super villain

no cape on me

bossed up like my name tony montana

rep new orleans

louisiana

no nelly

but i got that country grammar

best friends locked in the slammer

bad bitch that's from savannah

louis bag to hold my hammer

yeah

every day i'm makin plays

stackin chips like frito lays

smokin gas that's from the bay

ask them niggas from around my way

trademark be in the cut

counting money up

he all a bout getting paid

i done came up

i done came way up

yep

i done came

i done came way up

i done came way up

yep

i done came

came way up

i done came way up

yep i done came

i done came way up

i done came way up

yep i done came