HYPE

J, what up
Hmm
Yeah

I ain't got time no more
I ain't waiting
Don't play
Don't hate
808
Crazy

What the fuck you think I been doing
I just need a pencil & I need a bop from the kinfolk
Thats my nigga Johnny Wilson on the tempo
You finna get the tag team on ya mental
All up on ya head top-bottom line batch
Better have our money fo we sign on a dotted line
Rihanna wasn't lying
Proud of mine
Got a show fa for the folks
Bout time
Like magazine

This set
Hype
Hype
Hype
Hype
Maan
My shot
Hype
Hype
Hype
Hype
Maan
Make sho you
Hype
Hype
Hype
Hype
Maan
My shot
Hype

My sht like pulling up to tha club
8 deep - 8 inch fa tha freak
Big caramel / see
Off a pill I'm like damn near 8 n a half
Nah I don't count that
Ima still get wap
Thats that sht i was throwin round last week
You & me was type hype off Tangie
Had a dream we was sittin in the grammys
Got tight
Another hip hop album got snubbed
Can't stand it
Lit a whole 8th up
Sht dazzle
Shorty pretty
Wit a ting
That'll poke
Never seen
Had a dream bout it
Now I got it
Let me get it After
Give her the business
I got a show
That'll bring up the lows
And get you going
On some hype shot pass it
No cap
I'm wit the lows
And the ratchets
No gang sht over here
Nope
Not having it
Gimme the rock
Let me grab it
Get up witchu when i
Get a hit
Nigga like me, yeah I been official
I'm offended
If you didn't get the picture
But you scroll past it like it wouldn't benefit You
But you missing the message
I gotta get you
Back on track like metro
Ima get my niggas back to knowing that they got it in themselves to prevail
Even wit a fail - is you Hype?

This set
Hype
Hype
Hype
Hype
Man
My shot
Hype
Hype
Hype
Hype
I said, Man
Make sho you
Hype
Hype
Hype
Hype
Man
My shot
Hype

One time for my day 1 on Tha beat tho
Johnny know my sht go
I ain't no lie
Yeah i ran into the truth when i met dude
Now we both grown wit tha pro tools
No rules - 34 coo I ain't trippin
No sir
No blues
Used to be the guy they'd be like
My guy, Where in the fuck did U get those shoes
Moms was struggling
Could only get us Payless
No clue
We was just hype off Sonic
Being on the side of it
Why lie
I ain't had a problem wit it
Only opinions from the others invalidated it
I don't give a fuck
My brothers didn't give a fuck
Why I gotta say something
Why I gotta act like something so simple like apparel can determine whether or not I fuck wit u
U could keep pressing that snooze
I ain't got sht else to prove
So why I still feel Like I do
Really probably got a lot to do wit the system that we in
So I do this sht eyday
Tryna not live in sin
Ima get faded
BCP hype
Fuckin replay it

Magazine
This set
Hype
Hype
Hype
Hype
Man
My shot
Hype
Hype
Hype
Hype
I said, Man
Make sho you
Hype
Hype
Hype
Hype
Man
My shot
Hype



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Writer(s): Michael Maldonado-celorio
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