Cover art for The Come Up Show (Freestyle) by Cassidy

The Come Up Show (Freestyle)

1 viewer15K views

The Come Up Show (Freestyle) Lyrics

My watch is rocking out like a white man band
That's a Joke, I hope I don't offend my white man fans
The smoke is in the air like a hype man's hands
The Mic is a deadly weapon in the right man's hands
I'm not a hater, but I'm not a tight pants fan
Tight pants I can't stand, I dress like a damn man
If you dress like the opposite sex, you a damn Tran

Aluminum bat. CRACK! Grand Slam
I'm might be in a bent, might be in a damn van
The turtle getting top because I'm freaky like can man
The truth be told, The whole industry is a damn scam
Ran by pricks with big heads like a NBA jam man
Im the Sand Man, You a Lack, You Grand M
Fall back and get smacked by the back of my damn hand
Man I ain't mumble neither
You don't want to rumble neither
Float like a Butterfly
I be done Bumblbee'd ya
I'm a Winter warmer
And a Summer Freezer
Shining, Black and White Diamonds
Jungle fever
I'm a Jungle Lion, You a Jungle Zebra
You just run around the jungle
I'm the jungle leader

You just eat Grass
Cass eat Fucking zebras
SO I don't need to hear nothing
I'm off the Fucking meter
I ain't bluffing either
I'm on fire, got a fucking fever
I'm the Hustler
You a Fucking Diva
If Life a Bitch then
Fucking leave her
It's like if you don't like living then
Break up with her then
But once you break up
You can't make up with her and
Start acting right, come back to life and live again

I live Life like it's sweet until the bitter end
And until I am a Heavenly Citizen
I'm a Get it in
My name Cassidy, Say Hello to Your Majesty
When it's time to spit
The Marijuana Lit
I got to have it, I got a Habit
And I ain't trying to quit
My flow so tough, I crush nigga's confidence
My flow Hot Like a Pot of your Grand mama grits
I get it popping like Pork Bacon
If You need food for thought
The spoon and the fork waiting
Of course I praise the Lord
I don't support satan
I support showing love
I don't support hating
I'm wiser, more humble, and more patient
I'm making more cake, I'm here for the duration
You hear the music the boy making? the boy faking
I ain't buying that that bullshit man the boy lying
I don't care about the gear that the boy buying
I could care less about the jets that the boy flying
I'm not concerned with the cars he cop
I want to know how may bars he got
Or if his bars hard or not
I'm sorry yoc, I was just trying to make the party pop
Round the time the drummer bass, the Henny and Bacardi drops
You only gonna be hot for a little while
But you see through like a coffee pot

How to Format Lyrics:

  • Type out all lyrics, even repeating song parts like the chorus
  • Lyrics should be broken down into individual lines
  • Use section headers above different song parts like [Verse], [Chorus], etc.
  • Use italics (<i>lyric</i>) and bold (<b>lyric</b>) to distinguish between different vocalists in the same song part
  • If you don’t understand a lyric, use [?]

To learn more, check out our transcription guide or visit our transcribers forum

About

Have the inside scoop on this song?
Sign up and drop some knowledge

Q&A

Find answers to frequently asked questions about the song and explore its deeper meaning

Credits
Tags
Comments