Lyrics 812 Come Up - Charlie P , Brandon Gabriel

This is that started from the ground, killing every song, think I′m boutta be on flow
George Jefferson moving on up, but can't forget where I come from
We was in the crib no electric, shout out to Vectren
Momma up all night stressing, so I think the Lord for my blessings

Look, I don′t know what they been telling you and I don't believe what they telling me
Watch I play these words like a spelling bee, I could put yo hoe in a pedigree
I won't let them discredit me, kill any beat that they send to me
I′m more focused than I ever been, I can′t picture anybody better than me

I come from Indiana, two above Tennessee
So many flows you could put me on anything
So many flows you would think it was ten of me
I put y'all on so y′all better remember me
All of your imagery's mimicry, the only person I mimic′s me
That's how it′s meant to be
I ain't got time to give sympathy
I ain't got time for the negative energy

I ain′t got time for these niggas that′s swearing it's they year
′Cause them niggas lying
Dog, I'll be damned if they say it ain′t mine
'Cause I′m on my grind, I really been putting in time
Wrote this on a 9am flight
My nigga, remember back when we was trynna get signed
In '05 Atlantic said work on y'all rhymes
2012 I linked with Murphy Lee & Kyjuan

Gave me they numbers, said hit up my line
Texted them niggas and they ain′t respond
But I couldn′t let none of that slow me down
If anything, it made me step up my gring
Opened for Trip, Lito, Herbo, and Dro
TK & Cash, Kevin Gates, and some more
Hopped right off the road, then got back in the yo
I dropped my EP and I sold out the show

When they say a local artist or a local rapper
Jay-Z is a local rapper to New York, why?
'Cause he from New York, you know what I′m saying?
Shit, The Game is a local rapper to LA 'cause he from LA
Don′t matter how big or worldwide he is, he's still a local thing
That west coast music, that′s a local sound that just caught worldwide
Find out and build that team of that in-house producer
Who ain't focused on trynna sell his beats to this nigga and this nigga and that nigga
He can focus on y'all, and give y′all a sound
That′s different from everybody else from when you travel across the world
What's Evansville′s story?
What's Evansville′s sound?

Dog, I want a bigger pool than Drake, and I'm gone need a lobster with my steak
′Cause I remember stealing bags of wings out the freezer when Caesar was only paying $8
And I remember telling friends I wasn't hungry when I really just couldn't afford a plate
Man, I been rapping since I was a kid, dog, I gotta blow before it′s too late

See, I got it out the mud, and I′ll be damned if I go back
And I'm relying on y′all to hold me up 'cause Indiana on my back
And I been smoking way more than usual so I might smell like dro
And y′all know I don't smoke a lot, but you know how peer pressure go

Can′t blame it on the peer pressure though - still catching dough
Still on my grind - pure pressure mode
Stirring up the pot - these niggas vegetables
Take a shot at me, I bet I catch that hoe and pin it on the backboard
You niggas hustling backwards
I don't know why these niggas rapping
I don't know why these niggas rappers

I′m Vince carter with the Raptors - way up
I stick my whole arm in the basket - no lay up
I′m into paychecks, no pay cuts
I like straight sex with gay sluts
They try to talk me down but tell me stay up
I stick to myself and stay prayed up
Dare a nigga try to say he made us
How dare a nigga try to say this made up, 'cause this real