Scram Jones - Came Up lyrics

[Hook] We pop bottles in this b**h to get our name up I come from under the bottom n***a I came up So many n***as surround me, wanna flame somethin' I'm like cool out, no money here, change up We pop bottles in this b**h to get our name up I come from under the bottom n***a we came up So many n***as surround me, wanna flame somethin' I'm like cool out, no money here, change up [Verse 1] Little leather n***as get it I come from the back door with 40 lil live n***as with me All on mollys, it's nothing Fresh n***as they up Some in the mailroom in the club lighting blunts up Walk through new jury, clothes is silks only Besides galllons of milk with big bills on me True the j**els is fluorescent They used to light n***as who got all they shines out stretchin' Do you in the dark, whatever come out the light Better be bread, or weed, or gold tonight Get to schemin' shoot the sh** up with real n***as in here They all mine as long as they know the night Yeah that's the sh** I don't like Shawty gave me dome hype Grab her facemask, don't bite I'm in my mansion in the zone writin' I'm known for throwin' lightnin' I stand alone yo, one titan [Hook] [Verse 2] Post the seven in the rain Come through with seven chains They call me legend out in Maine Known for tiltin' n***as wigs Don't k** the kids for not knowin' where real rap remains Treacherous MC, react like Jack Dempsey Yeah the Billboard whorin' up MC Fly as ever, one level, one rebel Who cool out in the Cayamans with thugs, crews, and gangs Yeah I rap for the merrier Dance my a** off, paper chasin' Captain, America Fly high , live as a drive-by Team of live wires who catch you outside we fire liars Yeah them blow kids live on the gold kids Never go broke, grab a tote to smoke nigs k**as know to call me to go For murderous rap music that get inside your head it's dope [Hook]