Uno Hype

Uno Hype - We Were Kings lyrics

rate me

(ft. Hassani Kwess )

If these hoes wanna chose, let 'em chose then

Diamonds and shaping with squares, fuck you then

When I'm in the club, trying to find a little friend

Never chase my vodka with juice, is too thin

I know you feel me, if you do, let go

Hard times in the... get me through quicker

But you gotta know the place when you play your part

Cause that's why... I'm fuckign with the new niggas

Listen to me! I got a dream and I scheme... of my plot

And one more thing, things won't crack what I bought

On my block... ain't got the talent I got

..off the vest while life shoots me, my shot

I already got a berry and it's called a struggle

When you witches whack me both is called a hustle

And I doubt that you will make it out, it's called a muscle

And with the weak cocaine, I call it muscle.

And I work it out, and hurts sometimes

But damn, life is worthy now,

and I'm trying to fill the void like a whole in me

While my damn demons try to keep the whole empty

You're trying to live it, but the pessimism hold on me

If I seem I keep going is the soul in me

Let them know a nigga breath, I swear to God

I'm a ... get a better job

But that won't ..with the tank empty

I bet the ball, so I ....

Homie let it all!

I'mma let it all..

You don't know what you have

You gonna find it's all bad when I'm gone, and you're alone

I wanna give it to you!

Cause now I know where is at

That's why I'm.. it's such a drag

..is back, but not for long!

The way I see the game, damn homie, it's so fucked up

Saying that I looked up, I climbed up the ladder now I'm at the top

Now what's up?

Nothing coming in the way of it

Except homie that they wanna hate on me,

but that's a giving!

Tell the world to wait on me if this ain't what the're feeling

Until then, grinding with the same click, I'll be on the same shit

..to the lane, you'll be everywhere

Got everybody banging this

Homie ..so I drop a dish ...

I'm about to drop thirty on you niggers

Going for the gold, chains worthy on you niggas

Blowing... on you niggas

The color getting dark on the pictures

Standing in the room, while the lights keep flicking

Time still passing, blunts still ashing

Younger used to be ashing

fuck all the chicks that pass me

Tell em to keep it classy, nigger!

..got the... of rope

Bring it on, you play... someone else

Never felt this before

I don't feel the same anymore

Cause I don't need the shit going on

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