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Story behind the song
The Come Up
Lyrics
[Pelon]
Call us Heatmakers 'cause we're making the heat
And 'cause I'm making more money, niggas hatin' on me
Plus I'm baking up trees, until the sirens burst
And I leave these cops killed (kilt) like Irish Skirts
And I buy it first, but only to share
I put out so many trees they call me Smokey the Bear
And I ain't holding it there, dealing the cocain garbage
I'm growing so much weed I got my own rain forest
Dog, the clothes ain't orange, but I'm still packing the crack
An I leave it stretched and marked like actors with Fat
Pelon's back with a gat, but I don't use it to harm ya
But me selling you needles, the time I'm shooting ya arm, cous'
Bro, I'm working at night, late orders come step in
I'm always 'on the grind' like skate border's obsession
I'm affording hte best, kid I grow to help
Get you high in one puff and it rolls itsself
It's sold and delt, even my homies be buying
As long as I'm making money I'mma always be grinding
[GNote]
I'm hollering who, they hollering G Note AKA the beat killa
I didn't wanna do it but they holla six figures
I'm riding chrome, with my nigga Pelon
We smoking on that mary jane like Cheech and Chong
These hatas on my back I'm about to spray em with the tech
and make sure you niggas don't violate them niggas cashing checks
You can call me G.N.O.T.
E. with glock that'll P.O.P.
I'm at your house early to collect these fees
What you think I'm up 6 o'clock on the couch playing?
A nigga up at 6 a.m. like the dope man
Niggas running around liek they saw a ghostman
AKA the money makers going to finish this
When you niggas hear this beat bob your head to this
