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Mike WiLL Made-It
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Mike WiLL Made-It
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Big Sean
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Sean Anderson
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Braylin Bowman
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Marquel Middlebrooks
Composer
Osvaldo Golijov
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Stephen Hybicki
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Charlotte Potter
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Mike WiLL Made-It
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Marz
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[Verse 1]
On the come up
On the come up
Send 'em
Bunch of young **** on the come up
Come up
Run up
All my young ones on the come up
Bunch of young **** on the come up
Look, all my **** 'bout that action
Living the life we imagined
I cut off all my distractions
And started attacking
Whole team gotta have it
Loyalty is all I'm asking
Wearing diamond medallions (Straight up)
My whole squad run the Atlas
[Verse 2]
Look, I feel like I was chose to take care of the ones I'm close to
Kitchen looking like Whole Foods
Got the fam' around like it's Soul Food, damn
I do this here for the set
Working all year till we set
Quick to check a bitch
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 looking like a young Sade
'Cause I gotta get it a hundred ways
What you know 'bout being down and out?
Till **** saying you the best man
Like your best friend walking down the aisle
When you make it they gon' say I owe you with all kinda vows
When you making all kinda of thous
I just want the Presidential Rollie black face Obama style
Then count the check up behind the Starboy
This the D where they be rocking 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
[Verse 3]
On the come up
On the come up
Send 'em
Bunch of young **** on the come up
Come up
Run up
All my young ones on the come up
Bunch of young **** on the come up
All my **** 'bout that action
Living the life we imagined
I cut off all my distractions
And started attacking
Whole team gotta have it
Loyalty is all I'm asking
Wearing diamond medallions (Straight up)
My whole squad run the Atlas
[Verse 4]
Look, 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 mommas
I had all they momma babies
Boy, I swear this life is crazy
Told that **** 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, send the blocks in
So the hood support us like our mom and pop did
'Cause I bring it home like I just adopt it
Volunteer for a lethal weapon
He ain't need that sentence, he just need 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 little piece of success, I gotta make it bigger
You can tell I'm focused in my baby pictures
Not replying texts, not even naked pictures
That's how real it get
Whole team so hungry for the meals and shit that I can feel this shit
They asking how we made it like the pyramids
It's like I'm living just to kill this shit
[Verse 5]
On the come up
On the come up
Send 'em
Bunch of young **** on the come up
Come up
Run up
All my young ones on the come up
Bunch of young **** on the come up
All my **** 'bout that action
Living the life we imagined
I cut off all my distractions
And started attacking
Whole team gotta have it
Loyalty is all I'm asking
Wearing diamond medallions (Straight up)
My whole squad run the Atlas
Written by: Big Sean, Braylin Bowman, Charlotte Potter, Marquel Middlebrooks, Michael L. Williams II, Osvaldo Golijov, Sean Anderson, Stephen Hybicki