What Would Hova Do?
The way I see it life could go either route
Find a spouse, buy a house a child will sprout
Or maybe be stuck doin' copious opiates
Just to deal with my loneliness but we all got shit we copin' with
People play games 'til they unconsolable
They try to live third person and they uncontrollable
They underestimatin' what a soul could do
When it's vulnerable and out here focused on the truth
I've been pretty tied up but I'm not gettin' ropeable
Trying to be a business, man thinkin' what would Hova do?
Imma give what's owed to you
Been a minute since I've written shit that's like I've spoke to you
So simplistic yet it's intricate when I just smoke the booth
Lit a spliff when I was finished trippin' then I go produce
Exhalin' o's
Call that tic, take, toke
That's how I get faded flows
There's no explainin' those
I turned off radios and turned on what made me float
Paradin' when it's rainin' no one takin' the show
I can't help but complain that this comp plain
A lot the shit you hearin' these days man it's all same
Tryna stack my riches spend three stacks on an entrée
Shit keeps goin' south that's why I listen to Andre
But, I'm tryna get success I hope not the long way
Waitin' for the day I call my girl and say, "I'm on babe!"
But, yo yo ma don't let 'em string ya along
Don't gotta worry 'bout that with me 'cause my symphony strong
Not sure I'm livin' here long but I might bring ya along
For now I guess I'll rap and sit here hittin' the bong
Yeah
Déjà vu it's like we've been here before
Severely tired I'm sick and tired of niggas doing me wrong
See my flow is like some opium it's hitting em strong
There's no way that they could see me man I'm feeling like John
Better yet call em Charles
Better lower your tone
See my crop just keeps out growing it ain't even matured
Demons leave me alone, 'cause I can't be controlled
Treat my opps like Nickelodeon 'cause I leave em on show
They told me nothings guaranteed but this beef is assured
If you don't get me all my money please don't ever come short
That's a mission abort, my niggas kill as a sport
I don't fuck with many artist that's why my feature list short
Don't just carry my own weight I got the city aboard
That's why my shoulders are broad, that's why y'all niggas are flawed
Look all the hero's I spawned and all the demons I fought
If I'm the king than all these niggas are pawns
Find a spouse, buy a house a child will sprout
Or maybe be stuck doin' copious opiates
Just to deal with my loneliness but we all got shit we copin' with
People play games 'til they unconsolable
They try to live third person and they uncontrollable
They underestimatin' what a soul could do
When it's vulnerable and out here focused on the truth
I've been pretty tied up but I'm not gettin' ropeable
Trying to be a business, man thinkin' what would Hova do?
Imma give what's owed to you
Been a minute since I've written shit that's like I've spoke to you
So simplistic yet it's intricate when I just smoke the booth
Lit a spliff when I was finished trippin' then I go produce
Exhalin' o's
Call that tic, take, toke
That's how I get faded flows
There's no explainin' those
I turned off radios and turned on what made me float
Paradin' when it's rainin' no one takin' the show
I can't help but complain that this comp plain
A lot the shit you hearin' these days man it's all same
Tryna stack my riches spend three stacks on an entrée
Shit keeps goin' south that's why I listen to Andre
But, I'm tryna get success I hope not the long way
Waitin' for the day I call my girl and say, "I'm on babe!"
But, yo yo ma don't let 'em string ya along
Don't gotta worry 'bout that with me 'cause my symphony strong
Not sure I'm livin' here long but I might bring ya along
For now I guess I'll rap and sit here hittin' the bong
Yeah
Déjà vu it's like we've been here before
Severely tired I'm sick and tired of niggas doing me wrong
See my flow is like some opium it's hitting em strong
There's no way that they could see me man I'm feeling like John
Better yet call em Charles
Better lower your tone
See my crop just keeps out growing it ain't even matured
Demons leave me alone, 'cause I can't be controlled
Treat my opps like Nickelodeon 'cause I leave em on show
They told me nothings guaranteed but this beef is assured
If you don't get me all my money please don't ever come short
That's a mission abort, my niggas kill as a sport
I don't fuck with many artist that's why my feature list short
Don't just carry my own weight I got the city aboard
That's why my shoulders are broad, that's why y'all niggas are flawed
Look all the hero's I spawned and all the demons I fought
If I'm the king than all these niggas are pawns
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Writer(s): Dhurjang Deng
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