Hit-Boy Beat Lyrics

I came to spray ya'll came to talk shit back

And forth with the chit chat

Who the fuck is that

I'm on a mission giannis in transition

Ya'll bread is missing ya'll still in transition

While ya'll figure that out

I'm on a paper route

Ride the beat like a bike but I don't throw paper out

I collect and build lose people off keeping it real

That's a great skill use it at will

Usually I'm chill in the cut tho

Watching it unfold

Hit boy thru the lob above the rim so I go nutso

Even back in el segundo I was pulling 1 0's

That's dimes I keep it tucked tho it pack a punch bro

In due time

Like nas said we'll see how this all go

I was in floor seats watching bro eat

Cameras on bout to fall asleep

Phelps got me weak kob just passed it to BC

Game winning 3 I've sat courtside

And in court sigh over weed

I'm a roll up a grabba leaf in front of pd

Moms had the Acura legend and birthed a legend this not alleged

Life was intrepid but I couldn't dodge it I had to rep it

Family and business I'm keeping it separate

I learned my lesson

Fortherekordz on the clothes plus J's I'm big stepping

Won't make they own but buy other brands

That shit is reckless

Same reason you'll never hear me on one of they records ahh