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Came Up Video (MV)




Performed By: C-Trap X Lawjq
Length: 3:28
Written by: CHRISTOPHER DIGGS, JONTAI MCCLAIN




C-Trap X Lawjq - Came Up Lyrics




Young n*gga came up
Young n*gga came up
Young n*gga came up
Now a n*gga getting bucks
Y'all talking to much
Two middle fingers up
I don't really give a f*ck
Time to get these bands up

It's time to get them bands up
On the grind to get bucks
C-TRAP The Pay Up
Now it's The Re Up
No support?
That's wassup
Ima go pour it up
Already know what's in my cup
No Lean n*gga this straight henny
Always On-GO a n*gga stay ready
Get the phone call
On the way to the fetti
Like now I Can't say That I'm broke
Cause a n*gga got plenty
U not talking bout money
I ain't really comprehending
Rolling up the greenery
Now a n*gga is ascending
Saving all this cheddar
You just plan on spending?
Watch me elevate
Chris angel levitate
Smoking weed and Medicate
Skinny n*gga stay flexing
Pockets on heavy weight
Neighborhood hero
Not every hero wear a cape
Young n*gga stay dripping
My Drip could prob fill a lake
Be Focused on them digits
Like how much I'm gonna make?
You gotta take them risks
Like how many you gonna take?

I came from the bottom
I came from the streets
Where n*ggas is grinding
They're starving to eat
Learn how to hustle
And grind for the streets
All for the dreams, we chasing
The mills Chasing the bag
Like its chivalry still Get to the cash
Watch how they flock
Aint' buying no chain
Aint' buying no watch
Gimme' the land, gimme' the stocks
See when you down, you good on
The block Soon as you pop, they sit
And they watch Giving you daps while
They hate and they plot Flex on em hard
Like I'm repin' DC F*ck up the game
Its the RE3EL in me My head getting
Heavy, the crown is on me
And I want it all like my name warren G
With the 10 in the mack aint' no lacking
With me! Stick to the script, like
I'm loading ah clip Ya wasn't there when
I worked for this shit, but still come around
When my status on lit Yeah I forgive all but
I never forget This for the rebels that come
From the bricks This for the ones that they
All counted out Never supported, but
Follow the clout Flex on em' hard, like
My credit don't bounce If we talking weed
Then I need an ounce Don't gimme' no reggie
Just gimme' the piff Smoke all the hate, then we laugh at the sh*t
Cause' we find it funny, how quick they forget
Take every shot but then they constantly miss
You wasn't shooting with us in the gym
So sit on the sides and watch how we rise
Above all y'all jealousy, hate and the lies AHH!
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Young n*gga came up
Young n*gga came up
Young n*gga came up
Now a n*gga getting bucks
Y'all talking to much
Two middle fingers up
I don't really give a f*ck
Time to get these bands up

It's time to get them bands up
On the grind to get bucks
C-TRAP The Pay Up
Now it's The Re Up
No support?
That's wassup
Ima go pour it up
Already know what's in my cup
No Lean n*gga this straight henny
Always On-GO a n*gga stay ready
Get the phone call
On the way to the fetti
Like now I Can't say That I'm broke
Cause a n*gga got plenty
U not talking bout money
I ain't really comprehending
Rolling up the greenery
Now a n*gga is ascending
Saving all this cheddar
You just plan on spending?
Watch me elevate
Chris angel levitate
Smoking weed and Medicate
Skinny n*gga stay flexing
Pockets on heavy weight
Neighborhood hero
Not every hero wear a cape
Young n*gga stay dripping
My Drip could prob fill a lake
Be Focused on them digits
Like how much I'm gonna make?
You gotta take them risks
Like how many you gonna take?

I came from the bottom
I came from the streets
Where n*ggas is grinding
They're starving to eat
Learn how to hustle
And grind for the streets
All for the dreams, we chasing
The mills Chasing the bag
Like its chivalry still Get to the cash
Watch how they flock
Aint' buying no chain
Aint' buying no watch
Gimme' the land, gimme' the stocks
See when you down, you good on
The block Soon as you pop, they sit
And they watch Giving you daps while
They hate and they plot Flex on em hard
Like I'm repin' DC F*ck up the game
Its the RE3EL in me My head getting
Heavy, the crown is on me
And I want it all like my name warren G
With the 10 in the mack aint' no lacking
With me! Stick to the script, like
I'm loading ah clip Ya wasn't there when
I worked for this shit, but still come around
When my status on lit Yeah I forgive all but
I never forget This for the rebels that come
From the bricks This for the ones that they
All counted out Never supported, but
Follow the clout Flex on em' hard, like
My credit don't bounce If we talking weed
Then I need an ounce Don't gimme' no reggie
Just gimme' the piff Smoke all the hate, then we laugh at the sh*t
Cause' we find it funny, how quick they forget
Take every shot but then they constantly miss
You wasn't shooting with us in the gym
So sit on the sides and watch how we rise
Above all y'all jealousy, hate and the lies AHH!
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Writer: CHRISTOPHER DIGGS, JONTAI MCCLAIN
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