HOOPLA (Album Version) ft. Bane Burden Lyrics

Nah, they don't get it, they ain't never been in my position

Is you wise or you ignorant

Bitch, you never seen these type of digits

They're offended just from my existence

Could never understand how I'm livin

Yeah, yeah, try to slander my image

When it reflects a God, hoe we winning

Turn all the cons into pros

Stats on me, back up off me 'fore you get your ass pwned

Lil' mama please, watch your tone

When you talk to me, cause I'm out your league

And that's not a joke

She 23 with a three-year-old

On the scene

When she need to keep that baby off the pole

Baby, I been reachin' all my goals

Feedin' my soul, seekin' freedom

Now I'm free from all these tropes

Freer than the flock, fear never stops

The movement 602, we been on top

Stupid

Hoe we got the city on lock

Bane and Mad been droppin' bombs like Barack

Remember sleepin' over Zay Crib on the cot

Now me and Stow be out the country switchin' up the plot

Pop out with my woman, everybody lookin' shocked

While I keep hittin' that lil' dance, I just wanna rock

The milkman from the two times two

The darkskin common sense like Wu meets DOOM

Talkin' bout his revelations like the 2 live crew

I done did what would take niggas two lives too

And I'm just gettin' started

So quit with all that hoopla

It's Mr. Money Clip residing with the mula

Y'all pray to it when y'all need to pray to God

Say my truth, get ridiculed, and it's woosah