Came Thru

[Intro]
Watch how you talk when you're talking to me
All you do is talk like talking is free
Because the money's here, now you wanna get a piece
So you just standing around, take a walk on the beach

[Verse 1]
Super, super shive
Fool I'm shive, you can't see my eyes
Super stupid high, stupid high
Where the fuck’s my eyes?
Every single day I'm hustling
30,000 hoes wanna fuck me
Trying to keep up, well keep counting
You lames still hating look stupid
Trying to keep up, keep counting
I'm rolling down Ames straight bouncing
Made a quick right down Mountain - Kennedy
That's where you found me
Looking for Jared Kennedy, can't find him
Niggas in the field stay strapped don't mind them
I don't think them gonna do nothin'
'less you roll down the window start bustin'
I don't think nobody wanna do that
Saints fans so we screaming “Who dat”

[Hook]
Came thru, Ca- Came came thru
Came thru, Ca- Came came thru
They dont want, they- they dont want nothin
They dont want, they- they dont want nothin
Came thru, Ca- Came came thru
Came thru, Ca- Came came thru
And they dont want nothin
They dont want nothin, naw

[Verse 2]
Super, super fly
Super fly, super, super fly
Super, super high
Hella high, where the fuck's my eyes?
Left town but I'm back in this bitch
Only friends is the one with benefits
Came back in town on a Tuesday
First night, had to shoot the movie
Wednesday night she trying to do me
Stop it girl, you acting like a groupie
Talking about you trying see the French Quarter
Mmm, mmm, mmm
That's what you get for trying to mix a starter with a bench warmer
She don't know where I'm from, but I bet she probably wanna
Triggers go bang, that bitch go bang
No, it ain't just in Uptown, this on the Westbank
Triggers go bang, that bitch go bang
No, it ain't just in Downtown its on the Westbank

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
You don't see people like you used to see em'
Rappers falling off, its funny ‘cause you used to be em'
Remember when I used to push my daddy GM
Don't share success of my dreams ‘cause nobody believed em'
A hard drive full of music nobody would need em'
They bobbin and weaving my emails like nobody received em'
I put them songs out, and now they feeling that
Them old songs I been sent they start sending back
If you let em hang around too long they getting wack
Asking for your help like the world giving slack
I'm spitting facts so please don't fuck up my vibe
You ain't put on the cooking but wanna fuck up my pie

[Hook]

Even if you hating
You gotta respect it
We came from nothing
Marrero
Im always gone, Im on a roll
Even if you hating
You gotta respect it
We came from a place
Marrero
But Im always gone, Im on a roll