YungHype - Rap Passion Lyrics

Started off wit a dream of a deal
Thought my chances would be slim from me dying from steel
In the middle of jungle where the lions get killed
See my momma smiling on a resort gave me a thrill
Oh lord now them shots ring
Shells drop like it snitch names
Nigkas In The feds done got caught up after the drought came
Same greedy bitches want a piece after the dope came
They ain't got no shame, fuxk you till you a no name
Nigka said in 4 years hype I don't see no progress
Fuxk all that progress, that money I dissect
Money be the form of this language nigka, dialect
Never switch I remain the same like a concept
Member many nights I was posted on the top tier
I have no calls there, my dogs in the yard yea
Cause we was sellin hard here, just to Make it out here
See ya mamma make it out was a favorite nightmare

Now we Credit card Scheming, Triple beam dreaming
Staxk ya cash up just to stunt the whole season
Do it for no reason, that money made us heathens
Hit the bloxk bring them oils baxk out like a remix
Fouled out the game most of the big dogs all dead
All this stress nigka I should have me a bald head
I ain't talkin paint when I say the streets full of lead
Guess we never learn just consider us hard heads
I'm Gone

We trapped out when that sun light go out
It's murder in the dark when that moon light pop out
Headshot a nigka drop coupes done pop out
Call us Montley Crue for the way that roxk out
Tragic scenes, You can see the death in my eyes
Outta 10 nigkasz I can tell you 2 gonna ride
The other seven goin tell you lies, sit baxk hide
But it only take 1 to tell and hand out time
Wouldn't give a nigka a pass even if he was cam newton
Leather Interior feeling softer then a fig newton
If we goin do it now nigka then let's really do it
Cause ain't time for the waiting when the money perusin
Plus my wrist on refrigerator, William perry
Real nigkasz never rat shout out to wayne perry
Long nose like Scott pippen, dirty Harry
I tried to listen but they lies like the tooth fairy

Now we Credit card Scheming, Triple beam dreaming
Staxk ya cash up just to stunt the whole season
Do it for no reason, that money made us heathens
Hit the bloxk bring them oils baxk out like a remix
Fouled out the game most of the big dogs all dead
All this stress nigka I should have me a bald head
I ain't talkin paint when I say the streets full of lead
Guess we never learn just consider us hard heads
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