Dont Believe Da Hype
Damn, this some gas, J
Thank, God. Before we bless this beat
Biggest
Got the recipe, got em mad they ain't a head of me
Legendary nigga, this shit way bigger than heavy D
out of my hotel room the Vegas, strip the sight to see
Heart so many times, I don't let love ' get too close to me
The quiet nigga in the room, but you would still notice me
In position where I'm at today, that's where I'd rather be
Now that's P, I put niggas in position, they can eat ungrateful
Motherfuckers cut em off cause they were creep
Interrogation room, need my lawyer before I speak
300 P's, so nigga, this a fast week
When I'm high as hell, I wanna see some butt cheeks
Book me all this motion I'm having, come with a fee
How the fuck you having, nigga, and you can't show a dub
I'm a paper chasing motherfucker, this shit in my blood
I was trappin out of granny house when she stayed in hud
It's still free the mob, middle finger to the judge
Everything you see ain't real, don't believe the hype
I done blew a hundred racks and made it back twice
Being a mobster of the mob, it come with a price
None of this I got, the day ain't happen overnight
Never change on my brothers, we come from the sandbox
Niggas got they nuts crossed on me, don't want me on top
Circle my crib a hundred times before I go in
I invested in a switch in case I see my mans
Thank, God. Before we bless this beat
Biggest
Got the recipe, got em mad they ain't a head of me
Legendary nigga, this shit way bigger than heavy D
out of my hotel room the Vegas, strip the sight to see
Heart so many times, I don't let love ' get too close to me
The quiet nigga in the room, but you would still notice me
In position where I'm at today, that's where I'd rather be
Now that's P, I put niggas in position, they can eat ungrateful
Motherfuckers cut em off cause they were creep
Interrogation room, need my lawyer before I speak
300 P's, so nigga, this a fast week
When I'm high as hell, I wanna see some butt cheeks
Book me all this motion I'm having, come with a fee
How the fuck you having, nigga, and you can't show a dub
I'm a paper chasing motherfucker, this shit in my blood
I was trappin out of granny house when she stayed in hud
It's still free the mob, middle finger to the judge
Everything you see ain't real, don't believe the hype
I done blew a hundred racks and made it back twice
Being a mobster of the mob, it come with a price
None of this I got, the day ain't happen overnight
Never change on my brothers, we come from the sandbox
Niggas got they nuts crossed on me, don't want me on top
Circle my crib a hundred times before I go in
I invested in a switch in case I see my mans
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Writer(s): Nicholas Simon
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