This is a song about "Commin up"

Rapping i then came up

Some niggas ain't got no luck

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Lights coming up, night coming up,

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Play up, play up, and play the game!

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

Commin out, tryna bounce, fisher price