All Hype

Lyrics

chorus:
better talk right, i just hit yo main and it was all hype, out of jail i put my mans in some offwhite,
i dont have alot of friends i dont talk nice, i be hearing what they saying they can all die,
im in this bitch tryna get off the land i been tryna get in the sky, when i didnt have me a gun n my hand you know i kept one on a knife,
i do what i do and you know im not playing i dont give a fuck what you like, i dont give a fuck wat you like,

verse 1: uhhh
take care of my mama house, let one of these fuck niggas try to buck nigga we gun em down,
no luck i was so stuck im so up no coming down,
no bread but you got these hoes hype, i got my dough right,
im in this bitch like a fetus you driving a prius im out of the region, i got a new chick n La in she seasoned cant wait to get back like im tryna get even, and they say gangstas dont cry over pussy you niggas is grieving,
these niggas fake what they say is misleading,
i dont portray where i stay im like jesus bitch im the keeper.

chorus:
better talk right, i just hit yo main and it was all hype, out of jail i put my mans in some offwhite,
i dont have alot of friends i dont talk nice, i be hearing what they saying they can all die,
im in this bitch tryna get off the land i been tryna get in the sky, when i didnt have me a gun n my hand you know i kept one on a knife,
i do what i do and you know im not playing i dont give a fuck what you like, i dont give a fuck wat you like,

verse 2:

i had to tell em i got em, young nigga came from the bottom,
now its more money more problems,
now its more bitches and options
im stuntin and geesh they calling me grease cus that is the way the im poppin
i see you in need but im tryna eat i wont let you take out my pockets,
im in this bitch tryna get to the riches you know its no limit you see how it changed, it told my mama id get her a bently and no its not christmas a regular day, man i was broke i was poor i was this i was that it dont matter a young nigga paid, i get this money and give it away to see my nigga get out of the cage,

chorus:
better talk right, i just hit yo main and it was all hype, out of jail i put my mans in some offwhite,
i dont have alot of friends i dont talk nice, i be hearing what they saying they can all die,
im in this bitch tryna get off the land i been tryna get in the sky, when i didnt have me a gun n my hand you know i kept one on a knife,
i do what i do and you know im not playing i dont give a fuck what you like, i dont give a fuck wat you like,