Hiatus - Freestyle
Quincy Tellem
Two
When I put two in two together
This shit ain't really for me
50 bags cash, I feel light, but we heavy
She wants to be the one
But I only came for headie
Counting out these readies
Money gave me semis
And this cash would give me hard-ons
It used to be a halfers
Then it went to full bricks
I don't do no Stardog
My shooter don't need full clips
One up in the chamber
Let him deal with these pricks
I'm jumping on stage, ah
Who woulda really thought that I'm gonna be a star?
Sat and taught myself the game, I learned it from afar
Counting all these bands in a whip, that's push to start
I don't need no convos, got my pistol, that's on God
Gonna do what's good for me, I can't just follow crowds
Leader of the tribe, leader of the town
I went on a hiatus and these rappers came around
I'm back, and I'll be better and there's no more messin' 'round (oh)
No more messin' 'round, oh
No more messin' 'round, ah
No more messin' 'round
Huncho's back and Huncho's better
And there's no more messin' 'round, no
No more messin' 'round, oh
No more messin' 'round, oh
No more messin' 'round
Huncho's back and Huncho's better
And there's no more messin' 'round, no
No more messin' 'round
Taking mummy out the hood
I still don't think that she's proud
Everything I built up, I just did it from the ground
When I start asking for flowers, bring them to me with a crown
'Cause Mummy raised a king
Every time I see her, I just buy another ring
Buy another house for me and my spouse
Get me couple kids, pack my bags and leave town
That's what I'm about
Two on me, I got two on me
Ridin' round in Rovers, feel the police, two on me
Now, there's 12 on me
18 years, that's what they will put on me
I gotta leave this life
For the fam, no worries
No stresses, just blessings
On blessings, sell records on records (ooh)
Fuck bitches on bitches on bitches
On hoes on bitches in Bentley's (ooh)
No more messin' 'round, oh
No more messin' 'round, ah
No more messin' 'round
Huncho's back and Huncho's better
And there's no more messin' 'round, no
No more messin' 'round, oh
No more messin' 'round, oh
No more messin' 'round
Huncho's back and Huncho's better
And there's no more messin' 'round, no
For the fam', no worries
No stresses, just blessings
On blessings, sell records on records
Fuck bitches on bitches on bitches
On hoes on bitches in Bentley's
Two
When I put two in two together
This shit ain't really for me
50 bags cash, I feel light, but we heavy
She wants to be the one
But I only came for headie
Counting out these readies
Money gave me semis
And this cash would give me hard-ons
It used to be a halfers
Then it went to full bricks
I don't do no Stardog
My shooter don't need full clips
One up in the chamber
Let him deal with these pricks
I'm jumping on stage, ah
Who woulda really thought that I'm gonna be a star?
Sat and taught myself the game, I learned it from afar
Counting all these bands in a whip, that's push to start
I don't need no convos, got my pistol, that's on God
Gonna do what's good for me, I can't just follow crowds
Leader of the tribe, leader of the town
I went on a hiatus and these rappers came around
I'm back, and I'll be better and there's no more messin' 'round (oh)
No more messin' 'round, oh
No more messin' 'round, ah
No more messin' 'round
Huncho's back and Huncho's better
And there's no more messin' 'round, no
No more messin' 'round, oh
No more messin' 'round, oh
No more messin' 'round
Huncho's back and Huncho's better
And there's no more messin' 'round, no
No more messin' 'round
Taking mummy out the hood
I still don't think that she's proud
Everything I built up, I just did it from the ground
When I start asking for flowers, bring them to me with a crown
'Cause Mummy raised a king
Every time I see her, I just buy another ring
Buy another house for me and my spouse
Get me couple kids, pack my bags and leave town
That's what I'm about
Two on me, I got two on me
Ridin' round in Rovers, feel the police, two on me
Now, there's 12 on me
18 years, that's what they will put on me
I gotta leave this life
For the fam, no worries
No stresses, just blessings
On blessings, sell records on records (ooh)
Fuck bitches on bitches on bitches
On hoes on bitches in Bentley's (ooh)
No more messin' 'round, oh
No more messin' 'round, ah
No more messin' 'round
Huncho's back and Huncho's better
And there's no more messin' 'round, no
No more messin' 'round, oh
No more messin' 'round, oh
No more messin' 'round
Huncho's back and Huncho's better
And there's no more messin' 'round, no
For the fam', no worries
No stresses, just blessings
On blessings, sell records on records
Fuck bitches on bitches on bitches
On hoes on bitches in Bentley's
Credits
Writer(s): Quincy Ferreira, Leutrim Beqiri, Mohammed Hassan
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