Can’t Hear U

I'm so piped, I might be like five

Like ten (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Gettin' 'em, cool!

They ain't never seen another beat like this

Thinkin' 'bout money can't make you rich

Twenty-four-seven I'm with my wrist

Twenty-four-seven I'm with my wrist

Shame on me when I reminisce, yeah

Devil stay down 'cause he hit and miss, yeah

Get out of my face if you know you ain't real

Speak up, boy, I don't know how you feel

So you might as well say something

Whatcha say?

Whatcha say? My boy

Whatcha say? Can't hear you

Whatcha say? (what he say?)

Whatcha say? Can't hear you

What he say? Nah, man, I can't hear you

Whatcha doin' I ain't nowhere near you

I don't know where you came from (who you?)

But you really can't change nuthin' (no way)

Need to stay in your lane, son (yo lane)

You try campaign some (campaign)

If you need a little pesos (lil' green)

Why didn't you say so? (say some)

Double checkin', just make sure (make sure)

Never knew that case closed (uh-uh)

Hold on, where you're goin'? (where you goin'?)

You ain't found no money, where you're goin'?

Wakin' up this mornin' from a dream, my whip so foreign (skrr, sk-skrr)

But it already noon

When you eatin' good, it ain't 'bout show

Gotta feed my little girl, she growin' (she keep eatin')

Used to ring around the rosie, nosy police in my space

Then, the one and only told me: Homie, don't be livin'

When it work like holy, oly, holy, moly, don't it stop

When a rollie-pollie ollie on me, tick-tock, it don't stop

They ain't never seen another beat like this

Thinkin' 'bout money can't make you rich

Twenty-four-seven I'm with my wrist

Twenty-four-seven I'm with my wrist

Shame on me when I reminisce, yeah

Devil stay down 'cause he hit and miss, yeah

Get out of my face if you know you ain't real

Speak up, boy, I don't know how you feel

So you might as well say something

Whatcha say?

Whatcha say? My boy

Whatcha say? Can't hear you

Whatcha say? (what he say?)

Whatcha say? Can't hear you (cool)

What he say? Nah man, I can't hear you

Whatcha doin' I ain't nowhere near you

(Ayy, ayy, ayy)

I can't hear you

I got a drive, but I don't got a rearview

You got rules that I never adhere to

They throwin' shade 'cause I'm way too bright

We ain't never seen Christ, but I don't live near you

I only fear God, I do not fear you

I know that everybody is not what they appear to

I stay low-key, but I'm top tier, too

I-I-I can't hear you

And my phone ain't got no service

Don't hit my line, I'm workin'

All my rap songs sound like sermons

They got kicked out of so many churches

I can't help it if your girl start twerkin'

I don't judge, 'cause we're all soul searchin'

They think being saved mean not cursin'

Shoot so much that I hurt my wrist

People froze up: Man, it must be a glitch

I was so down, feeling blue like stitch

Stealin' my gifts, like a scene from the grinch

Can't invest time if I know it won't flip

Baby, ain't fail, but this carnival's lit

Blood, sweat, tears, and it cost me a grip

Didn't sell my soul, but I came out rich

So many people in line, I skipped

Try to put me down, but that charge, it stick

Do it for the love, I don't do it for the chips

But if there ain't no chips, then I'ma probably gonna dip

Gotta keep it real, can't bite my lip

Y'all need pills, like ozzy & drix

Do it for the kids, y'all way too stiff

Silly rabbits, just mad that they ain't got no trix

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