Just let me know
Friend or you foe?
N this era no difference
From heaven or hell I suppose
Got product to pitch
Like rock on the stove
Like a New York Nip
Underground Hov
She call me toxic
They call me concious
Suck me unconscious
Hug me and public f*ck me in private
Just being honest
You something to vibe with
I need a Beyoncé
Kick it with some Solange's
We was youngins on the internet in it to share what our visions is
Now we talk shares & build business
For brother & sisters to benefit
Assisting my richest constituents
I feel like Nip with this Olympics shit
It's like the Marathon continuing
It got me feelin like I'm him again
Runnin shit in my chucks or my Timberlands
Beef and broccolis couldn't cop a pair
Now we test how LA & NY compare
Raised by mama, no pops was there
Learned to hustle to cop what I rock or wear
True shit, the kids in the school are just ruthless
Bullied and hated on me for hand me downs. Still clown on my new shit
Gettin too lit
Luminati want my soul & body
But the Lord solid know Jahova got me
Friends folded like some origami
Peers jealous of my aura probably
True shit, I got me some negative muses
Some people I love with opinions bout everyone's business but never a do shit
We can get to more money eat together
Or go to war, it can be whatever
You know I'm with it anyway it go
Whether known or secret treasure
When I'm gone Imma live forever
If you love me let a nigga know
Just let me know
Friend or you foe?
In this era no difference from heaven or hell I suppose
Got product to pitch,
Like rock on the stove
Like a New York Nip
Underground Hov
She call me toxic
They call me concious
Suck me unconscious
Hug me and public f*ck me in private
Just being honest
You something to vibe with
I need a Beyoncé
Kick it with some Solange's
Movin on to the next. (Check me out)
Wish you all the success (Check me out)
I know that you stressed (Check me out)
Alone and depressed (Check me out)
Abandoned issues, from women & homies that know you the best
All the hate that you hold in is starting to show and project
Shit could get ugly, just get to ya money
Took a look at that....it wasn't for me
You think you hubby.
Buts it's the allure of hittin the bank to withdraw
Knowin you wouldn't be bending it over if you wasn't breaking her off
Akademiks I'm the prize, bitch
Why would I sweat or lose sleep off a freak? they come frequent in all shapes in sizes
The reason you main is my side bitch
I'm on Slauson and La Brea, me & Dyme Taylor showin off a diamonds
Son a star & he the people favorite you can blame the nation how I'm rockin
DyMe-A-DuZiN & Money Montage - Underground Hov Lyrics
DyMe-A-DuZiN & Money Montage - Underground Hov Lyrics
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Just let me know
Friend or you foe?
N this era no difference
From heaven or hell I suppose
Got product to pitch
Like rock on the stove
Like a New York Nip
Underground Hov
She call me toxic
They call me concious
Suck me unconscious
Hug me and public f*ck me in private
Just being honest
You something to vibe with
I need a Beyoncé
Kick it with some Solange's
We was youngins on the internet in it to share what our visions is
Now we talk shares & build business
For brother & sisters to benefit
Assisting my richest constituents
I feel like Nip with this Olympics shit
It's like the Marathon continuing
It got me feelin like I'm him again
Runnin shit in my chucks or my Timberlands
Beef and broccolis couldn't cop a pair
Now we test how LA & NY compare
Raised by mama, no pops was there
Learned to hustle to cop what I rock or wear
True shit, the kids in the school are just ruthless
Bullied and hated on me for hand me downs. Still clown on my new shit
Gettin too lit
Luminati want my soul & body
But the Lord solid know Jahova got me
Friends folded like some origami
Peers jealous of my aura probably
True shit, I got me some negative muses
Some people I love with opinions bout everyone's business but never a do shit
We can get to more money eat together
Or go to war, it can be whatever
You know I'm with it anyway it go
Whether known or secret treasure
When I'm gone Imma live forever
If you love me let a nigga know
Just let me know
Friend or you foe?
In this era no difference from heaven or hell I suppose
Got product to pitch,
Like rock on the stove
Like a New York Nip
Underground Hov
She call me toxic
They call me concious
Suck me unconscious
Hug me and public f*ck me in private
Just being honest
You something to vibe with
I need a Beyoncé
Kick it with some Solange's
Movin on to the next. (Check me out)
Wish you all the success (Check me out)
I know that you stressed (Check me out)
Alone and depressed (Check me out)
Abandoned issues, from women & homies that know you the best
All the hate that you hold in is starting to show and project
Shit could get ugly, just get to ya money
Took a look at that....it wasn't for me
You think you hubby.
Buts it's the allure of hittin the bank to withdraw
Knowin you wouldn't be bending it over if you wasn't breaking her off
Akademiks I'm the prize, bitch
Why would I sweat or lose sleep off a freak? they come frequent in all shapes in sizes
The reason you main is my side bitch
I'm on Slauson and La Brea, me & Dyme Taylor showin off a diamonds
Son a star & he the people favorite you can blame the nation how I'm rockin
Friend or you foe?
N this era no difference
From heaven or hell I suppose
Got product to pitch
Like rock on the stove
Like a New York Nip
Underground Hov
She call me toxic
They call me concious
Suck me unconscious
Hug me and public f*ck me in private
Just being honest
You something to vibe with
I need a Beyoncé
Kick it with some Solange's
We was youngins on the internet in it to share what our visions is
Now we talk shares & build business
For brother & sisters to benefit
Assisting my richest constituents
I feel like Nip with this Olympics shit
It's like the Marathon continuing
It got me feelin like I'm him again
Runnin shit in my chucks or my Timberlands
Beef and broccolis couldn't cop a pair
Now we test how LA & NY compare
Raised by mama, no pops was there
Learned to hustle to cop what I rock or wear
True shit, the kids in the school are just ruthless
Bullied and hated on me for hand me downs. Still clown on my new shit
Gettin too lit
Luminati want my soul & body
But the Lord solid know Jahova got me
Friends folded like some origami
Peers jealous of my aura probably
True shit, I got me some negative muses
Some people I love with opinions bout everyone's business but never a do shit
We can get to more money eat together
Or go to war, it can be whatever
You know I'm with it anyway it go
Whether known or secret treasure
When I'm gone Imma live forever
If you love me let a nigga know
Just let me know
Friend or you foe?
In this era no difference from heaven or hell I suppose
Got product to pitch,
Like rock on the stove
Like a New York Nip
Underground Hov
She call me toxic
They call me concious
Suck me unconscious
Hug me and public f*ck me in private
Just being honest
You something to vibe with
I need a Beyoncé
Kick it with some Solange's
Movin on to the next. (Check me out)
Wish you all the success (Check me out)
I know that you stressed (Check me out)
Alone and depressed (Check me out)
Abandoned issues, from women & homies that know you the best
All the hate that you hold in is starting to show and project
Shit could get ugly, just get to ya money
Took a look at that....it wasn't for me
You think you hubby.
Buts it's the allure of hittin the bank to withdraw
Knowin you wouldn't be bending it over if you wasn't breaking her off
Akademiks I'm the prize, bitch
Why would I sweat or lose sleep off a freak? they come frequent in all shapes in sizes
The reason you main is my side bitch
I'm on Slauson and La Brea, me & Dyme Taylor showin off a diamonds
Son a star & he the people favorite you can blame the nation how I'm rockin
Writer: Donnovan Blocker
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid