Raekwon Came Up Lyrics

Lost Jewlry Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Intro "A Kings Chariot"
  • 2 Prince of Thieves
  • 3 Young Boy Penalties
  • 4 Hold You Down
  • 5 For the Listeners
  • 6 Die Tonight
  • 7 New Day
  • 8 Lead Season
  • 9 86'
  • 10 Came Up
  • 11 To the Top
  • 12 Whatever, Whenever
  • [Hook]
    We pop bottles in this bitch to get our name up
    I come from under the bottom nigga I came up
    So many niggas surround me, wanna flame somethin'
    I'm like cool out, no money here, change up
    We pop bottles in this bitch to get our name up
    I come from under the bottom nigga we came up
    So many niggas surround me, wanna flame somethin'
    I'm like cool out, no money here, change up

    [Verse 1]
    Little leather niggas get it
    I come from the back door with 40 lil live niggas with me
    All on mollys, it's nothing
    Fresh niggas 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 jewels is fluorescent
    They used to light niggas 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 shit up with real niggas in here
    They all mine as long as they know the night
    Yeah that's the shit 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' niggas wigs
    Don't kill 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 ass 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
    Killas know to call me to go
    For murderous rap music that get inside your head it's dope

    [Hook]

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