Hype

Man, don't live off of the hype, huh

Real ting, ay?

Yeah

I pull up in a Lexus like it's '07

I just hit a lick, I gotta hit a next one

Last year, I know you learned your lesson

I could GPS you, if you need adressin'

Boss up, I'm the bigger homie

But I'm one year older than my lil' homie

'09 they was biddin' on me

But I'm Young Money, got it written on me

Okay, now we got some action

Everything I said, it happened

That boy light as Michael Jackson

But on verses, he been blackin'

Chasin' women, a distraction

They want be on TV right next to me

You cannot be here, right next to me

Don't you see Ri Ri right next to me?

I hate a rapper especially

They feel the same, but they hide it

They just discuss it in private

We don't get along man, we tried it

What's the point in even tryin'?

I hate a goofy especially

They always dyin' to mention me

They gotta die out eventually

I cannot get you the recipe

You know the game is sold seperately

Swear I just had an epiphany

It cost me fifty at Tiffany's

Shout out to Tiffany, Stephanie

They used to always come check for me

My enemies wanna be friends with my other enemies

I don't let it get to me

Done

Look what I done in my life

I had to count it, then count it again

To make sure the money was right

They love to talk

Me, I'm just dunning the hype

Me, I'm just dunning the hype

Me, I'm just done, done, done, done, done

I don't take this shit for granted

I do my own propaganda

I feel like Juelz Santana

Leg hangin' out the Phantom

6 cold like Alaska

Views already a classic

Roy outta here like NASA

Bustin' ones out the plastic

Her 'Gram too poppin' to fuck her

The chain too heavy to tuck it, I'm serious

I feed my family with this

So don't play with my money this summer, I'm serious

I don't run out of material

You shouldn't speak on me, period

You try to give 'em your side of the story

They heard it, but they wasn't hearin' it

They feelin' a way and won't hide it

**** done bein' silent

Don't get along, man, we tried it

What's the point in even tryin'?

I hate a goofy especially

They always dyin' to mention me

They gotta go, they gotta go

They gotta die out eventually

I cannot give 'em no empathy

I'ma have B's when I'm seventy

They cannot fuck with the legacy

I don't know what else is left for me

After this, no one a threat to me

My enemies wanna be friends with my other enemies

I don't let it get to me

Done

Look what I done in my life

I had to count it, then count it again

To make sure the money was right

They love to talk

Me, I'm just dunning the hype

Me, I'm just dunning the hype

Me, I'm just done, done, done, done, done