Sam Adams - Comin' Up lyrics

Sammy Adams* Comin' up, comin' up Yeah, Boston Matty Trump Yeah, uh Uh, uh, uh I'm comin up, I'm comin up on it Running airlines from LA to Boston Can't stop and I told you I promised So you ain't gonna hear nobody that's hotter (hotter) Hear nobody that's hotter, ain't nobody that's hotter Nobody hotter, ain't nobody that's hotter What up haters, I'm back so hows my dick taste? I'm spitting grimy, like mouths without toothpaste Never thought of mixing blood with my confidence She was in my city, showing love to me's the consequence Cause my wills coming, whether or not you're liking it Felt like the tip of the pen that checks the counterfeits Like, your girl ain't never heard of me Sike, 'cause she'd probably search the world for me Ha, ha, ha, ha I laugh on tracks You burst face to go hard cause your a** can't rap About to take off, see the stripes and the stars on my window Plane flying on the air pitch dark I'm comin up, I'm comin up on it Running airlines from LA to Boston Can't stop and I told you I promised So you ain't gonna hear nobody that's hotter Hear nobody that's hotter, ain't nobody that's hotter Nobody hotter, ain't nobody that's hotter I told my parents that I was gonna get some Hop on stage and get higher than a jet, son Getting love told me why you never getting none Born to the game, never pose as a step-son I'm that new to iTunes, what's next sh** Rewind that track, what time before I exit Like I could give a f**, really what y'all think Destiny is blessing, bartender give me a tall drink So I could fade out, dreams of being played out City radio I'm good and look at how I made out Uh, on the stroll my pops paved, telling me to do what i love So now I'm on stage, taking shots, I'm just trying get in cage Coming up bar, see the numbers on the fan page Can't stop cause they want 'em on the airwaves Late night in Boston, west coast in the LA I'm comin up, I'm comin up on it Running airlines from LA to Boston Can't stop and I told you I promised So you ain't gonna hear nobody that's hotter Hear nobody that's hotter, ain't nobody that's hotter Nobody hotter, ain't nobody that's hotter And my sky line's so contagious Jet fuel on my tongue, ain't hungover cause I'm wasted Chewing on success, so close I can taste it Came too far, homie feel like I'm a make it Yeah, and you know I'm gonna get 'em Agencies hawking, never can forget 'em Slowly moving strong in positions that I'm winning Better let em know (Sammy Adams yeah tell 'em) I'm comin up, I'm comin up on it Running airlines from LA to Boston Can't stop and I told you I promised So you ain't gonna hear nobody that's hotter Hear nobody that's hotter, ain't nobody that's hotter Nobody hotter, ain't nobody that's hotter