Spit Syndicate - 2042 COME UP lyrics

[Pre-Verse: Just Enuf] Before I get the time to think bout what I should say Let's play, let's play Before I get the time to think bout what I should say I'ma just say it [Verse 1: Just Enuf] I'm at the top of my game Top of the morning to you and yours to you and yours See me and mine keep it open plan As you mature see fewer doors Don't f** around, I'm hell advanced You're flow come to mind when I mop the floor That's a fire verse, April 1st Trick, damn I make the flow switch I've been on way too long to be messing with the when where what why No sir f** what you feel We stole pizza out of Bob Dylan's fridge While off our lids in the hollywood hills Back to the Roosey, stayed with some girls That don't like lining up and they're holding a plate Caroline cancelled her shift in the morning I'm leaving at 8, down to go 48 straight [Hook: Just Enuf (Nick Lupi)] Can't say no, say no What's it gonna be? Can't say no (can't say no), say no I got a plane though, put it all on me [Pre-Verse Ad-Libs: Nick Lupi] Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy [Verse 2: Nick Lupi] They call me the wolf of Wallace St I'm on a streak, seats in the partners' box Going hard, when the markets soft Y'all cooked the books, but your margins off (Man woo) We tryna get the day rate jumping 'Cause we got a pay day coming If you ain't bringing no plate to the function You ain't got a place at the luncheon, you won't taste nothing That's what I tell them Got an uptown girl and she say I'm hot then cold like Melbourne Her temper short like Selwyn 'Cause I meant to call but I seldom If the Molly good, then we off the wall On the floor, like Meldrum Good to see an OG back on his feet Last few years been a cat on heat Scaled the back fence, land on my feet I'm focused now, so its back to the beats I made it out I guess, that's a relief 'Cause the game is f**ed up, too many dudes punching Above their weight, or when they out late drunken Either case, its just a waste of something Trust, it's lights out when release day cometh And I'm out [Verse 3: Just Enuf] f** that Back to the house like I left the iron on Uh I'm feeling myself like I'm drying off Snakes in the backyard gets the ride along This the triathlon I'm on the road, on a wave and I'm running sh** Champagne James spill Mumm on tits Other bands' rooms is where we gets the rider from Uh You don't wanna drink sh** dipsh**, I be on my bullsh** big sh** Obese kid sh** Signed contracts on the dotted line like I'm out racing for pinkslips Whole scene littered with some "I'm gonna do it" Came to it and they never really did sh** Some would say that we should runaway Ain't got an MBA but I know bad business, man [Outro: Just Enuf] It's One Day over everything One good shirt had us all fly Oh, we run the I-Dub, but don't get it twisted, we run Sydney too Syndicate season