The Come Up by Emanuel X Lyrics

[Verse 1: ELG]

I sit in my room
Thinking how to complete/

These dreams in my head
While, fearin defeat/

Call it podophobia
That's a fear of da feet (defeat)/

Drop sense and get change
And let you keep the receipt/

Nigga, it's realer
Than it's ever been/

Pops came from shit
And now he whips a 'cedes benz/

Meanwhile, I'm finding it hard to
Stay in touch with friends/
But I'm focused
Even With the wrong
Prescription for my lens/

Not one for drama
Rather be alone/

Make music all day
Catch me in the zone/

You play the wide receiver
I'm the ball being thrown/

My lyrics quarterback
Hope your hands ain't made of stone/

[Hook]

Yet they ask me what I do it for/

And they ask me who I do it for/

I got drive, So they
Wanna see me pay a toll/

You ain't shit to the world
Nigga you ain't know?
Nigga you ain't know?

You ain't shit to the world
Nigga..


[Verse 2: ELG]

And I'm
Back at it/

Chest on fire
Like an asthmatic/

Heating up I'm serving
'ye to crack addicts/

Ass faggots Casting
Black magic/

Fake plastics knocking
A charismatic Hispanic/

But this my life this
My passion give it all for this/
Half the niggas in the game
Don't fit the premesis/

Scratch the surface
While I itch for the precipice/

Free souls that see true colors:
Prejudice exorcists/

Now let it
Sink in/

Even though My flows overflow
Above the brim/

Let it be known My words
Come from within/

So understand I ain't playing
But I did come to win/

And oldheads tell me
Trust is key/

But I dot my own i's
And cross my own t's/

See the only man I
Ever learned to trust is me/

'Cuz I rather die alone
If it means I die free/

[Hook]