Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. - On the Come Up lyrics

[Intro: Big Sean] Pérignon, uh-huh Eardrummers Mike WiLL Made-It [Hook: Big Sean] On the come up, on the come up Sun up, bunch a young n***as on the come up Come up, run up All my young ones on the come up Bunch of young n***as on the come up Look, all my n***as 'bout that action Livin' the life we imagined I cut off all my distractions, and started attackin' Whole team gotta have it, loyalty is all I'm askin' Wearin' diamond medallions (straight up) My whole squad run the Atlas (look) [Verse 1 : Big Sean] I feel like I was chose to Take care of the ones I'm close to Kitchen lookin' like Whole Foods Got the fam' around like it's "Soul Food," damn I do this here for the set Working all year 'til we set Quick to check a b**h, yeah I check her Even though life's a game of chess 'Cause I'm living play-by-play, day-by-day No time for her honestly Unless her face lookin' like a young Sade 'Cause I gotta get it a hundred ways What you know 'bout bein' down and out? 'Til n***as sayin' you the best man Like your best friend walkin' down the aisle When you make it, they gon' say I owe you and all kind of vowels When you makin' all kinda of thous I just want the Presidential Rollie black face, Obama style Then count the check up, E. Honda style Boy, this the D where they be rockin' fur and crocodile Take your risk every time you out the house But it's all worth momma's smile Yeah, it's all worth momma's smile [Hook: Big Sean] On the come up, on the come up Sun up, bunch a young n***as on the come up Come up, run up All my young ones on the come up Bunch of young n***as on the come up (aye) All my n***as 'bout that action Livin' the life we imagined I cut off all my distractions, and started attackin' Whole team gotta have it, loyalty is all I'm askin' Wearin' diamond medallions (straight up) My whole squad run the Atlas (look) [Verse 2: Big Sean] I was just on Jimmy Fallon I just got back from the Islands I took my daddy to Cancun Then we went to the Bahamas He had all they baby momma's I had all they momma babies Boy, I swear this life is crazy Told that n***a sit back and be lazy, yeah Don't worry, man, I got it, I got it, I got it We buildin' from the ground up, it's in the block and So the hood support us like I Mom and Pop'ed it 'Cause I bring it home like I just adopt it Volunteer for a lethal weapon He ain't need that sentence, he just needs direction No one ever told them boys to make it out of debt You gon' need way more than street credit I got redirected Tryna take this lil piece of success I got and make it bigger You can tell I'm focused in my baby pictures Not replyin' to texts, not even naked pictures That's how real it gets Whole team so hungry for the meals and sh** that I can feel this sh** They askin' how we made it like the pyramids It's like I'm livin' just to k** this sh** [Hook: Big Sean] On the come up, on the come up Sun up, bunch a young n***as on the come up Come up, run up All my young ones on the come up Bunch of young n***as on the come up (aye) All my n***as 'bout that action Livin' the life we imagined I cut off all my distractions, and started attackin' Whole team gotta have it, loyalty is all I'm askin' Wearin' diamond medallions My whole squad run the Atlas