Hmmm Lyrics

She tryna sell me that pussy, I'm Tryna sell her a dream

They only know me from college And job interviews

They don't know that I sold dope And I hung with the fiends

Personality shine, I don't need too Much bling

Can't do much, but I can make a Bitch cream Call me baby Drake, Cause you know I like

To sing The way a nigga box, you Would've thought I'm in a ring

And I don't drink Red Bull, but I Got wings

And I hate a motherfucker that's Fuckin' up in life

But they giving you advice like They Know everything

Weeew,

Outta pocket, before you Take off Like a rocket

They'll put a bullet in your ass like Rocket RIP So before I die, I'ma Pop it

Honestly, that's the only way They'll stop it

And I ain't even trippin' that they Ain't believe

But they need to stop trippin' that God did

GOD DID

And that's a fact, even when my Mama had me in them shaq's

Freaks still tell me I can hit it from The back And I come from a Sports fam, but no one

Went D one But my lil' bro and my Cousin

And I really slept in that bando With nothing for blanket I'd

Use that damn oven

Wooh, that's tough Say the least, Man, my childhood was rough

Moms brought me boiling water And McDonald's cup

Hmmm, pistols poppin', make it Hard to sleep at night

Roll up, uh blunt, only way I think I'll get some sleep tonight

I stay up late at night, thinkin' Bout ways to make it out

I'd shower at the gym, ain't have no Towel, so I use paper towels

I come a long way from the streets, I work a nine to five

If I saw some people, they'd be Surprised that I'm still alive

But I'm a parent now, tryna do the Best for my child

I know when I send that child Support, my baby mama smile

I grew up on drugs and robbery Where I stayed, it was a mockery

We grew up watching state property Know we gon' hop off The porch, yeah, probably

Dodging slick, comments like Molly be, uh

I be where it's lit

Know we tough, playin' hockey on Concrete as a kid

I really ain't tryna let nobody Down, but I sold crack at thirteen

Facts

Mama, you better not hold your Head down, cause I could've did Worse things, definitely

If them people knew what I knew, I'd be locked up with no bond

I'm an OG now, just wanna chill With the fam, feed ducks at the Pond

Not proud of every choice I made, But it's my life and I gotta live

Niggas always talkin' bout spend', Nigga, why don't you spend some Time with your kids

Nigga, take em out to eat, take Them to the carnival, ride rides in Eat churros

I ain't saying be stupid, Everywhere I go, keep an nine on Me, Joe Burrow

I spoke of my dreams, Out loud Everyone that heard them, had Kilt them

Life comes full circle, bout to Open up a business and can't no One enter

I need real friends that got my Back, like Memphis, I'm Ja, you Dillon

Problems stacking to the sky Anxiety real high, I'ma fucking Thug with feelings

Hmmm, pistols poppin', make it Hard to sleep at night

Roll up, uh blunt, only way I think I'll get some sleep tonight

I stay up late at night, thinkin' Bout ways to make it out

I'd shower at the gym, ain't have No towel, so I use paper towels

I come a long way from the streets, I work a nine to five

If I saw some people, they be Surprised that I'm still alive

But I'm a parent now, tryna do the Best for my child

I know when I send that child, Support my baby mama smile