Lyrics:

Fueled by the passion and pain
And all the bullshit that I've been through
Still I hold my head up high
And all them roadblocks I walk right through
I do it for the ones like me

And all the people who are just like you
No matter what they say about me
I'mma do whatever I gotta do

This is the come up
Where niggas hustle from night to sun up
The gutter, where niggas run up and they get done up
And mama tryina make a dollar for son and daughter
Where them times are even harder without a father
Want a job but never bother
All about them commas, biggest diamonds and how to sign up
With all the finest women, goddess with perfect bodies that we admire
This is the come up where niggas do whatever for money
They'll murk a nigga now and got to church on a Sunday
Probably snitch on homeboys and take a flight out of country
It's fucked up, the motive is to get out the hood
Get your mama new crib, keep your family good
When that money is pouring and them jewels are shining
And them cars are foreign, them haters praying to storm
There's no love, it ain't a place for the weak
Only strong survive, only hustlers ride

It's just the come up
And all the bullshit that I've been through
Still I hold my head up high
And all them roadblocks I walk right through
I do it for the ones like me
And all the people who are just like you
No matter what they say about me
I'mma do whatever I gotta do

We lead this hustle from light to sun up
The dreams are never seen, kinda don't believe in the scenes
You can achieve by any means, go and did it
Anything you vision, anything you wishing you can live it
Just bear to witness, they said I wouldn't and I did it, what God intended
From being labeled as a menace to counting millions
My daughter smiling every minute, I'm in attendance
Oh, Lord, I got my deal in the field, cry hundreds of tears
Feeling like that dope boy who hit a leak for a mil
Riding around with the work, know them rappers conceal
If the feds ever catching me, do 200 years for that dope
And I know, money come, money go
And the fame ain't a game, all the hate that it brings
Many lost some day, never change, not me
Gotta survive every day, know every morning I wake

It's just the come up
And all the bullshit that I've been through
Still I hold my head up high
And all them roadblocks I walk right through
I do it for the ones like me
And all the people who are just like you
No matter what they say about me
I'mma do whatever I gotta do

This is the come up
So don't you dare give up
Keep your head above the clouds
And your eyes on the prize
Don't you dare give up
This is for all the cries

It's just the come up
And all the bullshit that I've been through
Still I hold my head up high
And all them roadblocks I walk right through
I do it for the ones like me
And all the people who are just like you
No matter what they say about me
I'mma do whatever I gotta do

This is the come up
One day you'll gonna make it out the struggle
Don't you worry now
My brothers and my sisters, momma, too
This is the come up