Story of the unwise or imperfect
When we swim, shall we rise above the surface
Don't sink, don't sink
Stay afloat, stay afloat
I ain't gonna let up
I said, I ain't gonna let up
I use the pain for the better
Yes, I've been down, but I'm so up
And I ain't gonna let up
I said, I ain't gonna let up
Been treading through the rain, now I'm fed up
We vow to take all the wins
Crunch time, now are you in?
Niggas talking all that shit, but they never do nothing
Talking about all that's switched and shit, well go on and shoot something
I got a Drac, it's a new one, new one
Bout to pull out with a new gun
Spreading this bitch out, who run
40 clip, now it's a new drum
Now I'm bout to switch it up
Come on, bitch, come on and back it up
Regaining my status and all of this shit, cause I can't get enough
I feel like an addict every time that I hit
I see a crown when I puff
Man, look at the swagger, you know that I'm him
Man, my hitters be tough
Yeah, my hitters be tough
What are we smoking
Nigga, we smoking on runtz
F*ck that, nigga, we smoke on your man
Hey, nigga, he did a dance
Niggas be yapping like they really opps, but they really a fan
Man, y'all should've shot me when nigga was down
Man, I give you a chance
Does the M in M-Hunt stand for Mike, Matt? (what)
Your rap name really Mike Hunt, Matt? (huh)
Favorite joke, but listen, it ain't like that
Pussy, Matthew Hunter Stotz, you knew it from the (what)
Rolling Hype Mag
If not, you should check it out, like your scanning a price tag
Silly like a nice gag
Your bitch gave me her cat
But she used me to stunt, so really your girl is my cunt, facts
We screwed like a hubcap
Blunt God's back
That's for the OGs
What happened was I adapted
Matured, became my own person
Rugrat turned man, in the blink of an eye
Life flashed like Barry Allen
Undesirable to a household must-have
Let me reintroduce you to who I am
Press' wet dream and a hooligan
No goddamn off switch, I keep runnin' like a goddamn faucet
To the finish line, but I'll probably never stop sprintin
Either have to die or lose my voice box, bitch
Locked in the stu, so if you want beef
Speak your minds like I make emcees split and pee themselves lyrically
Soon I'll have a karat to my name apparently
I'm insane, but it's whatever, that's what happens
When all the pain builds up in your insides, develops into hate and you turn to
You turn to weed, turn to music, turn to thief
Know that your dreams are always gon' be beat
This is somethin' that you may have never seen
I'm comin' for the crown, barbarically
Let Up (feat. Leon DC & PABLO) Video (MV)
Performed By: M-Hunt
Language: English
Length: 3:25
Written by: Leon Davis-Chambers, John Jenkins, Matthew Stotz, Woady Jeauxdy
M-Hunt - Let Up (feat. Leon DC & PABLO) Lyrics
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Story of the unwise or imperfect
When we swim, shall we rise above the surface
Don't sink, don't sink
Stay afloat, stay afloat
I ain't gonna let up
I said, I ain't gonna let up
I use the pain for the better
Yes, I've been down, but I'm so up
And I ain't gonna let up
I said, I ain't gonna let up
Been treading through the rain, now I'm fed up
We vow to take all the wins
Crunch time, now are you in?
Niggas talking all that shit, but they never do nothing
Talking about all that's switched and shit, well go on and shoot something
I got a Drac, it's a new one, new one
Bout to pull out with a new gun
Spreading this bitch out, who run
40 clip, now it's a new drum
Now I'm bout to switch it up
Come on, bitch, come on and back it up
Regaining my status and all of this shit, cause I can't get enough
I feel like an addict every time that I hit
I see a crown when I puff
Man, look at the swagger, you know that I'm him
Man, my hitters be tough
Yeah, my hitters be tough
What are we smoking
Nigga, we smoking on runtz
F*ck that, nigga, we smoke on your man
Hey, nigga, he did a dance
Niggas be yapping like they really opps, but they really a fan
Man, y'all should've shot me when nigga was down
Man, I give you a chance
Does the M in M-Hunt stand for Mike, Matt? (what)
Your rap name really Mike Hunt, Matt? (huh)
Favorite joke, but listen, it ain't like that
Pussy, Matthew Hunter Stotz, you knew it from the (what)
Rolling Hype Mag
If not, you should check it out, like your scanning a price tag
Silly like a nice gag
Your bitch gave me her cat
But she used me to stunt, so really your girl is my cunt, facts
We screwed like a hubcap
Blunt God's back
That's for the OGs
What happened was I adapted
Matured, became my own person
Rugrat turned man, in the blink of an eye
Life flashed like Barry Allen
Undesirable to a household must-have
Let me reintroduce you to who I am
Press' wet dream and a hooligan
No goddamn off switch, I keep runnin' like a goddamn faucet
To the finish line, but I'll probably never stop sprintin
Either have to die or lose my voice box, bitch
Locked in the stu, so if you want beef
Speak your minds like I make emcees split and pee themselves lyrically
Soon I'll have a karat to my name apparently
I'm insane, but it's whatever, that's what happens
When all the pain builds up in your insides, develops into hate and you turn to
You turn to weed, turn to music, turn to thief
Know that your dreams are always gon' be beat
This is somethin' that you may have never seen
I'm comin' for the crown, barbarically
When we swim, shall we rise above the surface
Don't sink, don't sink
Stay afloat, stay afloat
I ain't gonna let up
I said, I ain't gonna let up
I use the pain for the better
Yes, I've been down, but I'm so up
And I ain't gonna let up
I said, I ain't gonna let up
Been treading through the rain, now I'm fed up
We vow to take all the wins
Crunch time, now are you in?
Niggas talking all that shit, but they never do nothing
Talking about all that's switched and shit, well go on and shoot something
I got a Drac, it's a new one, new one
Bout to pull out with a new gun
Spreading this bitch out, who run
40 clip, now it's a new drum
Now I'm bout to switch it up
Come on, bitch, come on and back it up
Regaining my status and all of this shit, cause I can't get enough
I feel like an addict every time that I hit
I see a crown when I puff
Man, look at the swagger, you know that I'm him
Man, my hitters be tough
Yeah, my hitters be tough
What are we smoking
Nigga, we smoking on runtz
F*ck that, nigga, we smoke on your man
Hey, nigga, he did a dance
Niggas be yapping like they really opps, but they really a fan
Man, y'all should've shot me when nigga was down
Man, I give you a chance
Does the M in M-Hunt stand for Mike, Matt? (what)
Your rap name really Mike Hunt, Matt? (huh)
Favorite joke, but listen, it ain't like that
Pussy, Matthew Hunter Stotz, you knew it from the (what)
Rolling Hype Mag
If not, you should check it out, like your scanning a price tag
Silly like a nice gag
Your bitch gave me her cat
But she used me to stunt, so really your girl is my cunt, facts
We screwed like a hubcap
Blunt God's back
That's for the OGs
What happened was I adapted
Matured, became my own person
Rugrat turned man, in the blink of an eye
Life flashed like Barry Allen
Undesirable to a household must-have
Let me reintroduce you to who I am
Press' wet dream and a hooligan
No goddamn off switch, I keep runnin' like a goddamn faucet
To the finish line, but I'll probably never stop sprintin
Either have to die or lose my voice box, bitch
Locked in the stu, so if you want beef
Speak your minds like I make emcees split and pee themselves lyrically
Soon I'll have a karat to my name apparently
I'm insane, but it's whatever, that's what happens
When all the pain builds up in your insides, develops into hate and you turn to
You turn to weed, turn to music, turn to thief
Know that your dreams are always gon' be beat
This is somethin' that you may have never seen
I'm comin' for the crown, barbarically
Writer: Leon Davis-Chambers, John Jenkins, Matthew Stotz, Woady Jeauxdy
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid