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franchise (the come up) – spittsburgh lyrics

[intro: dj rated r]
let’s take it out to spittsburgh
can’t forget billy the kid
and beedie, what up?
can’t forget to give a fat shouts+out to living proofe
mac miller

[verse 1: franchise & dj rated r]
pull the pistols, i’m off to the races, gone with the wind ([?] sam on the [whit?])
pull the pistols, i’m off to the races, gone with the—
pull the pistols, i’m off to the races, gone with—
pull the pistols, i’m off to the—
(henny & haze)
pull the pistols, i’m off to the races, gone with the wind
got my partners a part of this and we gon’ get it in
mass appeal through your stereo, ears explode, listen in
with six of the truest m—
pull the pistols, i’m off to the races, gone with the wind
got my partners a part of this and we gon’ get it in
mass appeal through your stereo, ears explode, listen in
with six of the truest mcs who fumbled jewels by glistenin’
h+ll, from that pretty city where n+ggas be gettin’ it
however you need it, the camp got it, how we dishin’ it
underground commercial with talents so versatile
and punches that’ll have ’em in the he+rs+s with the curtains
blast and leave ’em hurtin’ on any beat that i work with
sam, set up the funeral, your beat, i’m ’bout to murk it
these other n+ggas is worthless unless it’s ciego in the booth
or beedie spillin’, bringin’ the pain with living proofe
sixty+proof’s in my cup, mix the juice and that
get the buddha wraps, swervin’ lanes as i cruise with mac
open the page as i’m roastin’ the haze
with quotes full of flames
bill the kid, flow on the page
[verse 2: bill the kid & beedie]
and ever since we came down, y’all f+ck with us
twistin’ up the game, dutchy, easy, while the paper
see the flavors of the bud we want
showin’ love, that’s comin’ crazy, how these women love to page me
when they know it’s only one i’m gon’ f+ck with, ’cause
i’m not the player type, just feed me grapes
watch the haze, [crispy?], save the whites
lv chain onto my jeans, they know i’m playin’ right
tell me what my name is to the game, i’m always sayin’ i’m
number one, comin’ with a microphone, pounds of weed
every pair of kicks is like i’m licensed as the number one kid in fly nikes
not another fly like me (yeah)
i get it done when i said it, watch me stomp the beat (check it)
and my [flight’s?] right when the instrumental drops (look, look)

[verse 3: beedie]
well, i’m back, ready for round two (yeah)
hustle ’round the grounds, fool
always keep my pivot, y’all be slippin’ in your clown shoes (shoes)
i’m from a foul zoo, pittsburgh, it’s beedie [crack?]
here with franchise and all my guys, let me speed it back (back)
if you can move, then i’ma work it like physical fitness (yeah)
have ya b+tch bendin’ backwards like she was a gymnast (haha)
yes, it’s the f+ckin’ greatest (greatest)
so let me tell you, when i say it, chyeah, we gettin’ papers (papers)
whole team squadded up, we takin’ over acres, no fakers, homie (yeah)
feds takin’ pictures, cops watchin’, got the cameras on me (why?)
got the sticky, smell the orange crush, mandarin
[?] in
spittin’ synonyms and antonyms
my standard is outstandin’, man (uh+huh)
every time i grab a pen (woah), waitin’ right around the bend (chyeah)
make you need an aspirin (yeah)
she ain’t even gotta ask for him
thinkin’ if she want a road boy, your chance is slim
[verse 4: living proofe]
yeah, so much sh+t up on my brain
crack the window, light it up, drop the ashes on the pane (yeah)
some type eclectic, breathin’ through the strange
been the rock to the jungle, the lion to the mane
never catch me lyin’ on my name
i’m the proofe, while they aim to shoot, i just shoot to aim
so i’m packin’ it to accurately tame
all these animals and cannibals just tearin’ up the game
(i’m) so fly (yup), no need for a plane
move the clouds, leave the sun, shoot the stars, make it rain (rain)
so high, the dollar makin’ change
flashbacks like a vet, took a bottle to the brain
cash stack (yup), i’m ballin’ once again
got a mean crossover, stay the f+ck up out my lane
deep thought, hold it, yet your cheap talk lower than my sight
so precise, you could never touch my range

[verse 5: ciego & mac miller]
poppin’ pills, i never sleep, i barely eat
i’m drinkin’ [square?], smokin’ bares, is it clear?
soap [appeared?], sober weird, anti+social, i don’t care
middle finger for you here
failure never shows the fear
i am over standing there
not the best, somethin’ here
death is closin’ in the rear
rats are [?] here
rapidly, i regulate
droppin’ like the counterweight
duckin’ from them county weights
reperate and calculate
contemplation, confrontation, hesitation, [?] shakin’
block awakin’, watchin’ how you conversatin’
goin’ in, then again, left ’em where i first begin
the worst of men
my worthless sense, i’m grindin’ harder, shinin’ longer
really [nilly?], smokin’ philly
[barber foolin’?] like i’m billy
push me, i’ma show you, silly
number two, i’m really illy
overlooked, you know the dealy
really wanna try me, really seen my city?
n+ggas gritty, bar p+ssy
hoodie on (uh), [?] with me (look)
truth
[verse 6: mac miller]
ayo, i’m comin’ with a flow you ain’t seen in a long time
makin’ the song cry
if you not with me, you on the wrong side
people goin’ by smokin so i throw ’em five
try and get a hit of this haze, franny be smokin’ la
la costa nostra, i keep it in the family
plus i’m goin’ global, ma’, the kid gon’ win a grammy
award, you can hand me the billboard
that’s the type of sh+t a motherf+cker would k!ll for
this is some real war
b+tch, this no call of duty
i got a bunch of lil’ groupies, dress ’em all in gucci
’cause it don’t mean sh+t
fresh kicks on my bruce lee sh+t
i see you f’ing hs, now you hangin’ with a g, b+tch
a young boy all season
go against the empire, that’d be treason (hahaha)
few bags of hash when they bringin’ all my weed in
and two bad b+tches, find me sittin’ in between ’em

[outro: dj rated r]
id labs
henny & haze
rated r
2010
we on our mixtape takeover sh+t
spittsburgh in this motherf+cker
yo pittsburgh, we get it?

- franchise the come up lyrics

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