This is a song about "Up and comjng"

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Play up, play up, and play the game!

It’s not a game, hold your dame

Play up, play up, and play the game!

And stand up for the senseless

Rub the wood and ima show em love

And her soul flew down not up,

On they car note to go to the club

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

I finally grew up and matured and manned up

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Beat that pussy up and then i call my boys up

Lined up and denied me pleasantry,

And now that i’m getting money

Guess i see it's my turn

So shut up,listen and learn