Young Hov

Pipe down for a, pipe down for a, pipe down for a, pipe down for a, pipe down for I pull out regret
Dirty as it can be, but it sounds so clean.
Wonder how I got here, look at me.
Everybody tell I'm the freshest
Listen, you can't neglect this.
Run up on the check for the necklace.
Soon to be out on the benches
What you get for wasting on the couch, bitch?
Breathless.
Catch up on the bucket list

Show up on the billboard, a hundred hits.
I just get it how he taught me.
Raised a legend in the 956
I think I just gotta do it confident, just ran into it.
Pay attention to the fluid
Pay attention who did what and where when I lose it.
Pain and losing, guess I've never felt it, bitch I'm winning
And the dynasty is rocking pockets, so can check and cop.
I ain't never stomp a bully out

Like it when they come back more confident, then I pull it out
Guess I'm stocking and popping, no I ain't shipping out.
Why they looking, they didn't care when I wouldn't shout
Guess I'm in league, I just paid attention to be here
N.
to the fucking T.
Try and fuck the team, you get fucked for free.
That's a king guarantee

Stay on my toes, scary feet.
With the mic like Sully, ain't nobody buddy.
I really think it's funny the way that you're coming for me
I know that you don't want me to get up and get this money, so you're trying to take it from me
Thinking that the ground shake, but it's just my tummy.
Yes, you know the boy hungry, so I wrap around him till they turn
Mummy take notes, you gon' learn from me.
I'm gon' burn something, yes your verse nothing

I be with the words hunting, swear you be the worst stuntin.
I can feel the thirst running through my veins
Shit insane, grip the grain, then I'm switching lanes.
Fuck the game, while you fuckers watch
Fucking cucks, give me props, I ain't finna stop.
If I aim, then they drop.
And there really ain't an op that can claim what I got



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Writer(s): Nathaniel Mata
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