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Ace Hood

Say Less

 

Say Less

(album: Mr. Hood - 2020)


I ain't got time, nigga, can't shine driving Miss Daisy
I got like both hands on the steering wheel, gotta make it
Soon as the level up going worldwide, niggas hate it

We in the making, outta the basement, niggas was flagrant
Temperature raising, I'm at the crib though
Lenny Will on and I'm saging
I was the one rose, now root grown through the pavement
I'm in a new zone, nigga, through going through The Matrix
Lullabies get you crucified when they selling lies
It get televised, and get stay woke, keep hope
Riding round playing peak a boo like I seen a ghost
Still booming niggas, still assuming I'ma let 'em know

Niggas talking but they couldn't see me through a telescope
I'm on the edge, you in the red
'Scuse me I got old money, nigga, Walking Dead
Seen the evil coming outta people when it's over bread
Boss nigga, still I off niggas when it's code red
I'm the nigga who will still stand when it's all said
Riddle me that, bitch, I can never relax, I level up to the max
Speaking of facts, I'm in dish with' the bag
You gotta go in the stash, I'm flowing the gas
And I'm ignoring the dash, I'ma make sure that they mad
Hope in the wag, St. Laurent jeans on me, used to shop at the flea, homie
I got the chain froze, now it's thirty degrees on me

Bitches'll pay bread just to come up and breathe on me
Popping out like, yeah, it's I with' my chest out
I'm the good guy, post up like a rest stop
See the top spot like a bulls eye
Still popping like a fish fry, got the bag jumping like a big block
2020 on the way 'round, we gon' level up now another knotch

I cannot dwell on what was yesterday (Yesterday)
When they went to talking, we had less to say (Less to say)
You think it's a game, but we won't ever play (Never play)
You pray for that money, I won't never wait (Never wait)

I know plenty secrets I won't never say
I know that she fucking on you every day
I'm gon' hit the weed and I'ma levitate
Ask me how I do it, I say meditate

You ain't gon' freeze me up, can't ease me up, I'm coming
Yeah, yeah, move like a thief in the night
But wheeling up on nothing, yeah, yeah
Blood on my hand, no tea in my cup, but I'm sipping on something
Yeah, yeah, move like a 454 big block in the hood, I run it
Yeah, yeah, I'ma go fifth dimension
Came from the belly of the trenches
Stay with the tool, no wrenches
Been with the smoke like a engine
And you niggas still were pretending
I'ma keep it true to the ending
I need my food, my din, din
No ifs, no buts, no, ending

Dolomite, yeah, I'm twice as nice
I'm putting down aight
No face, no cash, nigga
Yeah, I know my rights
Million dollar slide show, I want the bank roll
You dial it down for me, I put you on the payroll

I know plenty secrets I won't never say
I know that she fucking on you every day
I'm gon' hit the weed and I'ma levitate
Ask me how I do it, I say meditate

I cannot dwell on what was yesterday (Yesterday)
When they went to talking, we had less to say (Had less to say)
You think it's a game, but we won't ever play (We won't never)
You pray for that money, I won't never wait (I won't never wait)

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