Come Up (feat. Bob Famoso)

Making it tough
Making it rough
He's almost perfect
That's what scares me the most
Nothing more to offer
But this toast
And for the first time
I hope this ends quick
I've got no options here left to pick

I'm hustling I'm motivated
But it's not enough
Hard on myself
Making it tough
Calling out my own bluff
I'm hustling I'm motivated
But it's not enough
Hard on myself
Making it rough
Sweating all the small stuff

Blessing in disguise I didn't recognize
Masking all of these feelings bottled up inside
Required me to level up passing on the main boss
I was busy doing nothing slipping til my game soft
Crucify each other on the same cross
Had to let it simmer like some bolognese sauce
Left handed J Chris Mullin fade
With the hall of fame cross
Pull up then I fade away
After asking how your day was
Damn blind to the facts
Got the vision of a Ray Charles
Hunger for your loving like I don't got my lunch yet
Savoring your flavor like I ain't chew the gum yet
Cum together like a pastel sunset
Hair up in a towel you might end up with your bum wet
You somebody I can be a bum with
Minimal you coming with that dumb shit

I'm hustling I'm motivated
But it's not enough
Hard on myself
Making it tough
Calling out my own bluff
I'm hustling I'm motivated
But it's not enough
Hard on myself
Making it rough
Sweating all the small stuff
I took time to realize
that this life's too short
It's gonna come up