Hectic (feat. Howie Smiles, Blueno & Danzino)

22 Minutes, had to put the proof in it, had to show them new business
We on
Blaze like reefer, never been a drug dealer, but the tracks we serve too strong
Hitlist way too long
Lately I've been feeling too on
Even if we took a year off, they could never catch up 'cause we way too gone
But on this side, be the family
Do or die, there's no plan B
Homicide be the mind frame
On my mama life, I'm 'a go ape
But on this side, be the family
Do or die, there's no plan B
And Homicide be the mind frame
Bitch! On my mama life, I'm 'a go ape

Let's get hectic
I'm a young nigga doing up reckless
All my young niggas pull up no question
All the shit that we did for high
I ain't telling no lies
Wanna know how I get this
X3 for the week, it's rented
Got clips at the back, extended
Roll tree with the guys expected
Truth be told
Was a wave when I stepped in
Air max on the feet
When I crept in sweet
Lil vibe
For the ride
When I exit
I'm too turnt for night, expect it
Too many times, wanna know how it ended
I need my racks for the Wednesday
I lead my night to a frenzy
I need your vibe
Can you save me? Ride on the wave if you wanna

I shell, I don't speak
It be heaven you reach
When I'm done hope you heard it some more
And you swear it's a feat but you faking the hype
Dropped your tape and they've heard it before
Said there's names on the street at level I've reached
That come harder than me
Are you sure? I invest in the craft
Still remaining unpassed
Reading books like I'm studying law
Stepped in had niggas moving salty
Body so mad and she really wanna court me
Got 2 peng tings coming shortly
Switching sides, it was peak when she caught me
I was playing, we out here moving saucy
Few more moves out here then we all free
And if any of these niggas move faulty
Bro stay close to the drake like 40

22 Minutes, had to put the proof in it, had to show them new business
We on
Rolling up gas to the meter
M's on my head like Vegeta
Been putting on for the streets, yeah
On the same time as the demons, I'm sinning
Still ain't made time for the preacher
But I'm on time with this feature
This feeling is real
Indie shit we ain't needing a deal
Really though give a fuck how u feel
Got no ice on my teeth 'cause I'm flaming the grill
Split the bag we exchanging the bills
Wave the flag 'cause we breaking their wills
Yeah we changing the game, yeah we claiming the hill
Fuck you mean you ain't feeling the skills
You gon' feel it, gon' feel it let's go

We in this bitch no question
Go tell a friend, AV in the section
Have a feeling my niggas gonna wreck shit
Have a feeling my figures gonna stretch quick
Only care about checks and moves
Missy on me
Shorty can your friend come too? Wait, oh please
You come as a three? that's cool
There's more than enough room in the Uber XL
Do you test well? I'm the tutor
Ruger, in the pant leg, I'm a shooter
Whenever my pen flex they be like too far
That's real we don't care who the F U R
Coat N I K E with the F U R
Ask who we? We them blessed new stars
With that new recipe, 'bout to chef them dawgs

Rolling up gas to the meter
M's on my head like Vegeta
Been putting on for the streets, yeah
On the same time as the demons, I'm sinning
Still ain't made time for the preacher
But I'm on time with this feature
This feeling is real
Indie shit we ain't needing a deal
Really though give a fuck how u feel
Got no ice on my teeth 'cause I'm flaming the grill
Split the bag we exchanging the bills
Wave the flag 'cause we breaking their wills
Yeah we changing the game, yeah we claiming the hill
Fuck you mean you ain't feeling the skills
You gon' feel it, gon' feel it let's go



Credits
Writer(s): Howard George-sawyerr
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