The Come Up

What d’ya think this is What d’ya what d’ya think this is blud What d’ya think this is blud This is the generation you already know, the bizzle don’t play when it concerns Dough I’ve been on this thing since I was on the road When I was selling cars, peds, selling whips and anything I had to do But I got my mind right, that kept me motivated to leave it all behind, it was kind Of complicated I roll thru the endz they say I’m their motivation I’m far from a legend that’s an Understatement Chorus I heard of being broke but I ain't into that no more 7.30 in the morning po po kicking down my door Mummy looking at me like she don’t like she don’t love me no more I moved her out to Ghana now she’s proud of me I’m sure I’m remember times when I couldn’t afford a happy meal Stressed out, confused resorted me to steal Only the lord above can relate to how I used feel Used to be so broke everyday I used to feel ill Real talk Chorus I was that little black boy in the council estate Nicking punto’s I didn’t care if I was bait All I really wanted was a big gold chain, with a big gold pendant saying my name Year 2000 was stack stack stack stack, come summer time I made my 1st grand Everything was going according to plan, so I went down to shotters Dan Then I bought my chain M initial for my name Since then things ain't been the same, girls are on me like a rash They only wanted Max when Max was making a bit of cash, I didn’t care though All I wanted was the lash