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Hit Em Up

 

Hit Em Up

(album: PRODUCT OF MY ENVIRONMENT - 2019)


Aye
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up

I can't lose my motivation (hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up)
I been working on my patience (hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up)
I been working while they playing (hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up)
Still off these drugs until the days end (hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up)

A lot of blood that I was born in (aye, aye, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up)
My tears showed me just how I feel and what's important (aye, aye, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up)
Still in these streets, feels like I'm sworn in (aye, aye, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up)
Still in yo city when I'm touring, aye (aye, aye, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up)

Hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, go
Sipping on liquor, and I'm smoking on dope
Strangers been watching me, what do they know?
Black on black clothes from my head to my toes

3 bad bitches, put 'em in a 4 door
Hit up my line got them drugs for the low
Got beef with my set then we kicking in doors
We be riding 'round fast, but we rolling up slow

Bitch, I was broke, nowadays not settling
Connect all the dots, then we moving 'round your middleman
Pull up, we trapping, you know we can't let 'em in
Ran up a bag I could feel the adrenaline

It's like I got patches, but ain't got no letterman
I know they see me, they don't wanna let me in
You know the truth, but it's lies that you telling me
I work too hard, I cannot catch a felony

How you gon' cook when you don't got the recipe?
We got the secret sauce, you not impressing me
I'm in the streets, I might be 'til I rest in peace
Fuck what you think, bitch, so fuck what you telling me

Stacking up these racks, throw 'em all, get 'em back
Bitch, I live my fucking life, why you worried 'bout that?
Hit up my plug, he gon' drop off a bag
Payment up front, we don't need no advance

Labels hit me 'cause they need my advice
Still independent, I earned all my stripes
I've seen the world, what I saw wasn't nice
I've seen people switch-up on friends for a price

I've seen business fall through for minimal payments
Don't hit my plug for no minimal weight
I've seen bitches naked before the first date
They waste no time, but I still got the patience

Hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, go
Sipping on liquor, and I'm smoking on dope
Strangers been watching me, what do they know?
Black on black clothes from my head to my toes

3 bad bitches, put 'em in a 4 door
Hit up my line got them drugs for the low
Got beef with my set then we kicking in doors
We be riding 'round fast, but we rolling up slow

Pull up and I'm fucking on a bad-bad bitch
Pulling off with a bag they got mad-mad quick
I'm online popping them tags-tags quick
Throwing all that cash, get it back-back quick

Some people love me, and some people hate me
Some bitches fuck me, and some wanna date me
Smoking and sipping on something, I'm faded
I came from nothing, from nothing I made it

A lot of blood that I was born in
My tears showed me just how I feel and what's important
Still in these streets, feels like I'm sworn in
Still in yo city when I'm touring

Hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, go
Sipping on liquor, and I'm smoking on dope
Strangers been watching me, what do they know?
Black on black clothes from my head to my toes

3 bad bitches, put 'em in a 4 door
Hit up my line got them drugs for the low
Got beef with my set then we kicking in doors
We be riding 'round fast, but we rolling up slow

Aye, aye, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up
Aye, aye, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up
Aye, aye, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up
Aye, aye, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up

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