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Hospital Flow Video (MV)




Performed By: Slop Made the Beat
Length: 1:51
Written by: Kevon Jolivet




Slop Made the Beat - Hospital Flow Lyrics
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Slop made the beat
Everybody I get close to die (they die)
Or either switch up and op themselves out
Tryna buy my mom a brand new house with the car to match, purses and the brand new couch
Took a while but I figured it out (it out)
On the millionaire route tryna find a way out
I don't pop those pills I sip lean til I'm out
Used to pull up in a van but its AMG now (now)
I remember that day my OG told me come hit this lick (the lick)
I was only 14 I didn't even know bout the stick (the Glock)
I can't stop on my grind til its 100 on my wrist (my watch)
I said 100 my wrist f*** it maybe 300 my wrist, I'm tryna get rich (rich)
Slop made the beat
I'm tryna sell out where the Knicks play
I put them racks up for the Benz and the protection like depends aye (the Benz)
I pray to God and then I turn around and I sin, do it again its gone be worth it in the end aye (end)
I poured a 4 I'm out my skin aye (wockhardt)
That lil b**** let me down again I don't know how imma get through it aye (through it)
When's this depression gonna end, might slit my wrist to get through it
I do this for my unborn kids aye (what, my kids)
I feel like I'm trapped in a trap
I don't f*** with these n*****, these n***** be cap
My lil brother got shot in the back
Imma keep cracking cards til my pockets collapse
Y'all n***** be talking bout God but don't know nun bout that (huh)
But rest in peace to my dad
Slop made the beat
I really love the beats like this like (nah for-real)
But I hate em though, make me think of pops and s***
N**** be in this h** crying (no cap)
F*ck it
I worked so hard to get this s***
I worked so hard to flip that brick
I walked it out, lean swagger and dipped
Now they all mad that I did it
But when I started out didn't know s***
I knew I had to adapt quick if I wanted to be a goat in this s*** (whoah)
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Slop made the beat
Everybody I get close to die (they die)
Or either switch up and op themselves out
Tryna buy my mom a brand new house with the car to match, purses and the brand new couch
Took a while but I figured it out (it out)
On the millionaire route tryna find a way out
I don't pop those pills I sip lean til I'm out
Used to pull up in a van but its AMG now (now)
I remember that day my OG told me come hit this lick (the lick)
I was only 14 I didn't even know bout the stick (the Glock)
I can't stop on my grind til its 100 on my wrist (my watch)
I said 100 my wrist f*** it maybe 300 my wrist, I'm tryna get rich (rich)
Slop made the beat
I'm tryna sell out where the Knicks play
I put them racks up for the Benz and the protection like depends aye (the Benz)
I pray to God and then I turn around and I sin, do it again its gone be worth it in the end aye (end)
I poured a 4 I'm out my skin aye (wockhardt)
That lil b**** let me down again I don't know how imma get through it aye (through it)
When's this depression gonna end, might slit my wrist to get through it
I do this for my unborn kids aye (what, my kids)
I feel like I'm trapped in a trap
I don't f*** with these n*****, these n***** be cap
My lil brother got shot in the back
Imma keep cracking cards til my pockets collapse
Y'all n***** be talking bout God but don't know nun bout that (huh)
But rest in peace to my dad
Slop made the beat
I really love the beats like this like (nah for-real)
But I hate em though, make me think of pops and s***
N**** be in this h** crying (no cap)
F*ck it
I worked so hard to get this s***
I worked so hard to flip that brick
I walked it out, lean swagger and dipped
Now they all mad that I did it
But when I started out didn't know s***
I knew I had to adapt quick if I wanted to be a goat in this s*** (whoah)
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Writer: Kevon Jolivet
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