No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing
Got the party hype now let's keep it moving
American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night
Stereotype for a faulty hype bragging about smoking chill just hit the pipe
Yea im on the mike im on a hype you wna fight
It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride
You've heard it as a myth, but this is a hype for curses
My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings
I'm not the best, i wont hype, wont gloat, wont bluff.
I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love
No matter what type or hype it got, i never stop
I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk
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