[Verse 1]
I need money
It’s time for me to get paid
In full from the pull of my 12 gauge
I gotta keep a nine in my pocket
Yeah, and the law can’t stop it
Cause I’m too quick for the shakedown
But never too slow for the breakdown
Cause I make the hit and then I jet back to the set
I ain’t been caught yet
A criminal is born, this isn’t a desert chump
Yeah, operation free storm
And a brother like me is leading the line
In a fight I hang tight by my Tech 9
I put it to your mind
Don't matter what kind you still get robbed blind
When it’s time to get buck
I’ll never tell you to get down
It’s all about comin’ up

[Chorus]
Y’all ready for this?
Call the cops!
Get off me!
Tell em what it’s all about
Nothin’ but a come up!
Y’all ready for this?
Call the cops!
Get off me!
Tell em what it’s all about
Nothin’ but a come up!
[Verse 2]
Freeze sucka
This is a stick-up
Give me your money and your keys to your pickup
Yeah, it’s the neighborhood stick-up
I'm looking for your truck, don't flicker
You got gang for your bank too
[?]
Ride too
I got a lot to do
A lot to shake, a lot to make
A lot to rob, a lot to take
When I’m in the mood for the jacker
I’m addicted I just can’t slack up
The law gotta back off of me
Every cop on the force wanna toss me
But they can’t get none
Especially when I let loose and drop that bun
Keep those suckas from runnin’ up
Yeah, it’s all about comin’ up

[Chorus]
Y’all ready for this?
Call the cops!
Get off me!
Tell em what it’s all about
Nothin’ but a come up!
Y’all ready for this?
Call the cops!
Get off me!
Tell em what it’s all about
Nothin’ but a come up!
[Verse 3]
It’s time to make another hit
Jack for your money and gold and then I split
Cause there ain’t no stop
Since life ain't that long
I gotta get em all in
I gotta get paid the hard way
Living the hard life
And going day by hard day
And I’m living in a hell
Jail is my last resort, but I make bail
Cause they can’t hold me back too
I’m down for the jack moves
And the nine is my friend to the end
But if it fails then I’m back with the mack 10
Getting the rounds in better buck
It only takes four words to sum it up
Fool, cause it’s all about comin’ up

[Chorus]
Y’all ready for this?
Call the cops!
Get off me!
Tell em what it’s all about
Nothin’ but a come up!
Y’all ready for this?
Call the cops!
Get off me!
Tell em what it’s all about
Nothin’ but a come up!