Bryson Tiller — 502 Re Up 502 Come Up Demo

[Intro: Bryson Tiller] Simple ass beat for you simple ass niggas Tiller [Verse 1: Bryson Tiller] Louisville Slugger with the hits (Ayy) Knock 'em out the park then I'm knockin' down your bitch (Home run) I don't got a hublot on my wrist Shawty, I would rather see you blowin' on my dick Look, look at my pockets, what's in 'em? (What's in 'em) I'm gettin' guap in my denims (My denims) I need some kind of incentive (Ay) Tell that pussy a million fuckin' dollars in the minimum I'm killin' 'em and I am not a regular nigga (Your nigga) Dick game have you upset wit'cho nigga (Hey, fuck your nigga) I see him out here straight flexin' in the rental (In the rental) I know we all see 'em but you better repent 'em (You better repent 'em) Bitch, I'm goin' in, nigga like dinner (Ayy) Get it while it's hot, nigga, not like dinner (Ayy) Out here in the streets, I ain't got a pot to piss in I ain't got a lot of spendin' money, nigga, this rent money (Real) Gotta laugh sometimes, man, the shit funny I know what the future holds, nigga, that's big money (That's big money) I ain't tellin' you my story just for sympathy I'm just tellin' you, nigga, don't shit come easy Me and my niggas tryna make history Fly out to Italy then put out the fire consistently (Ayy, ayy) Nigga, since 2011, it's been armageddon, I been gettin' spins (Ayy) My better designer is a belt with a whole lotta wins (No L's) [Chorus: Bryson Tiller] What's up? Niggas laughed at me like I ain't-I ain't-I ain't gon' come up But I knew I would have the last laugh I mean, all a nigga wanted to do was stack cash They ain't really expect a nigga to do it that fast Nigga, that just how it go when you want it that bad That's just how it go when you want it that bad [Interlude: Muhammad Ali] I'm young, I'm handsome, I'm fast, I'm pretty It can't possibly be me And I'm better now than I was I'm experienced now, professional It is the fitting that I leave the game just like I came in [Verse 2: Buffalo Stille] Stille Platinum and gold all the records I sold (Plaques) Talkin' plaques to the ceiling Nappy been off for a minute just plottin' and buildin' (We back) Now we back in the buildin' Probably been out on the road for a decade or so You could say that we winnin' Yeah, I put on for my city My O.G. top bully would tell you, "Boy, quit actin' silly" Grippin' on my Louisville Slugger and I'm spittin' Pointin' at the upper deck right before I hit it Hit it out the park like Aaron Rodriguez Not Aaron Hernandez, but a certified killer, ask Tiller Now they hatin' on me and my nigga But they was singin' our shit when they was little Only if they would admit it Nigga, we made it, we did it Niggas gon' hate 'cause they didn't (Whoo) Still chasin' that Monterrey I ain't had a job since I was like my oldest daughter age (My daughter age) K-Y Buffalo, you should probably follow me, I say this in all modesty You ain't do the Rock & Roll hall of fame You don't got your own holiday You ain't rock the Apollo stage Or tour a lot of dates in Colorado state With models on that molly while they wait Swallowin' bottles of Tres, how could you hardly relate? Huh? I'll wait [Chorus: Bryson Tiller] What's up? Niggas laughed at me like I ain't-I ain't-I ain't gon' come up But I knew I would have the last laugh I mean, all a nigga wanted to do was stack cash They ain't really expect a nigga to do it that fast Nigga, that just how it go when you want it that bad That's just how it go when you want it that bad [Break: Buffalo Stille] And I know a little [?], [?] had my little first taste It's like I want it even more now, like I never had it in the first place [Outro: Bryson Tiller & Buffalo Stille] Young nigga goin' straight to the money Young nigga goin' straight to the money Turn up Hustle from sun down to sun up (Woo) That's how you come up (That's how you come up) Young nigga goin' straight to the money Young nigga goin' straight to the money Turn up Hustle from sun down to sun up (Woo) That's how you come up (That's how you come up) Young nigga goin' straight to the money Young nigga goin' straight to the money Turn up Hustle from sun down to sun up (Woo) That's how you come up (That's how you come up) Young nigga goin' straight to the money Young nigga goin' straight to the money