[Produced by Reph]
[Verse 1]
Look
Whatchu know about a dream that just keeps you up?
Tryna fall sleep, but the records not enough
So you write a verse, hoping that it's dope enough
Hoping people will be bopping and just showing love
Cast aside, every-time when you bound to shine
Planning sessions, saving money just for studio time
Your a star; no one knows, so your bulid your rhymes
Til eventually, a few start to rock your style
See potential, and they hoping you forever fly
Cause they like you and they wanna see getting high
You know a rapper? and they pointing to a single guy
I'm the single guy
Look
[Chorus]
I facе the world with too much on my shoulders, and it ain't enough
Grеw up feeling like an outcast; I don't even give a fuck!
So I miss few parties, y'all niggas can fuck it up
I got too much on my mind; I can't even run it up
Asking if I got the bag, Answer is I'm Comin Up
(Comin Up)
(Comin Up)
(Comin Up)
(Comin Up)
I got to much on my mind; I can't even run it up
Asking if I got the bag, Answer is I'm Comin Up
[Verse 2]
They asked about a nigga, from these niggas, I'm just Comin Up
I caught their eyes, target locked everything is not enough
Now I'm back to basics, facing demons that I put to rest
I don't even rest I just put myself to the test
Even underdressed, I be feeling like I'm over blessed
I ain't doing much, I'm just outchea rapping with finesse
Other rappers hear me spit, I'm already feeling stress
I'm counting all your moves, and you're still a runner-up
I'm wrapping presents for these rappers and it ain't enough
They never paid attention cause a nigga Comin Up
Focused on the views, yeah, these niggas acting tough
I'm raw authentic, and you see it nigga, run it up
Look
[Chorus]
I face the world with too much on my shoulders, and it ain't enough
Grew up feeling like an outcast; I don't even give a fuck!
So I miss few parties, y'all niggas can fuck it up
I got to much on my mind; I can't even run it up
Asking if I got the bag, Answer is I'm Comin Up
(Comin Up)
(Comin Up)
(Comin Up)
(Comin Up)
I got to much on my mind; I can't even run it up
Asking if I got the bag, Answer is I'm Comin Up
[Verse 3]
What's a nigga got to do to get a grip on life?
Cause I've been tryna stay alive, nothing much
I still ride with my niggas, and we high on life
Took a J to fade a way, just to feel a rush
Suddenly I'm back on earth, and I don't give a fuck
Way too many people fake; yeah, of course I sit judge
Actually, I sit and hush, cause I can't be fighting such
I got too much on my mind; I can't even run it up
Unknown to the world, so a nigga came to fuck to up
Fluent with these words, why you think they always fighting us?
A nigga couldn't wait to speak, and I'm Comin Up
Shit
Look
[Chorus]
I face the world with too much on my shoulders, and it ain't enough
Grew up feeling like an outcast; I don't even give a fuck!
So I miss few parties, y'all niggas can fuck it up
I got to much on my mind; I can't even run it up
Asking if I got the bag, Answer is I'm Comin Up
I got to much on my mind; I can't even run it up
Asking if I got the bag, Answer is I'm Comin Up
I face the world with too much on my shoulders, and it ain't enough
Grew up feeling like an outcast; I don't even give a fuck!
So I miss few parties, y'all niggas can fuck it up
I got to much on my mind; I can't even run it up
Asking if I got the bag, Answer is I'm Comin Up
(Comin Up)
(Comin Up)
(Comin Up)
(Comin Up)
I got to much on my mind; I can't even run it up
Asking if I got the bag, Answer is I'm Comin Up
