2PM in North Hills Lyrics

Back in familiar fashion, but somehow I raise the standard

Had to go bury my brother this year and pray for answers

I was often lost, don't even know if I ate my dinner

Now I'm in this bitch cause I ain't got no more table manners

I'm eating up everything that I see, and won't think about it

I'm tryna be the nigga that be on every cable channel

I'm starting to believe that I was literally made for rapping

This should answer questions, like no need for a table panel

Searching for myself throughout these songs, I think I found something

Tryna show my brothers how it's done,

ain't giving out on nothing

You wanna touch the sky? it's funny, gotta hit the ground running

Stone Cold flows, gotta know the way I stay stunning

Stay flaunting, stay running

Know the drill, make magic, make money

Same man, same nigga, same hunger

I am on another planet , another summit

I been down through there, tell me yo was you there?

Down through there, tell me where was you there?

I been kicking shit a long, long time

Kicking shit a long, long time

I'm the art reverend, speak only to my reverence

Address me and my relevance

My crew doing due diligence

When life robbed us of our innocence

Reap what I sowed and reaped the benefits

Brainstorming on the benchwarmers

That's why they feel my thoughts sprinkle while they sit longer

To think, I used to doubt my growth and I couldn't have been wronger

Giving in to lyrical portals to make plurals

Working at this rate to make a million duplicate

Escaping all the phony and the fake , I'm tryna make it

I been down through there

Tell me , yeah, was you there ?

You do not know the half of it

That's why you see me practicing

Like this right here is basketball, basking in all my bars

Nastily ascending through traffic without my car

Average rappers tap dancing with savages that we are

Plastic wrapping faces like cabbages in your mart

Young Jody, resemble Elohim mixed with Kobe

All the seeds I'm sewing through this music, it's devotion

Boy you ain't the remedy, and boy you ain't the potion

Quotes from Hov the goat have molded me to a floating Hulk with heat vision

Cheesy foes ain't got enough crust for this deep dishing

Sneak dissing not tolerated but keep dissing

Talking out the side of yo neck now yo teeth missing

Niggas that run with me, they'll make sure you breathe different

Half them niggas copped them a brick and they keep flipping

Have them niggas light up yo block, like it's peak Christmas

I played your girl my tunes and aesthetics, she keep listening

I been down through there, tell me yo was you there?

Down through there, tell me where was you there?

I been kicking shit a long, long time

Kicking shit a long, long time