letra de the hope - lil bean
[intro: lil bean]
(remedy)
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
[verse 1: lil bean]
yeah, i came out swingin’, tell the people, ain’t a vest on
brother call my phone, he tryna see how much the tec hold
coulda came designer, but i got this nike tech on (yeah yeah), yeah
just keep the fake and bring the rest home
there’s stil some more sh-t i gotta handle, i ain’t let go
crazy, we the ones doin’ sh-t, been gettin’ slept on
i know somе n-ggas live at momma house, but they nеck froze ([?])
you know it’s crazy in the ghetto (yeah)
bner rock star, leave the house with heavy metal
boy them sis, we can tell, what grade your bezel
my brother he a stand up g, seventh letter (yeah)
you braggin’ to these hoes, they gon’ say we do it better
police try to grab me, told ’em, “i ain’t seen sh-t”
my team a lil different, i don’t think you seen this
can’t wait to [?] over, sellin’ out arenas
nah it ain’t just me, i got my whole team lit (yeah yeah)
[chorus: lil bean]
streets on lock, you know i got it in a choke (you know i got it in a choke)
you know that murder what she wrote (oh, oh)
neighborhood hero, they gon’ tell you i’m the hope (yeah)
how you claim you hustle, you ain’t never sold soap (yeah)
when i’m down bad, i hear bullets on the floor
that b-tch love you now, but she gon’ run when it’s low
keep it off the ‘net, we can’t give them folks a show
b-tch i’m tryna pull up to my hood, in a ghost
[verse 2: lil pete]
yeah, yeah
n-gga i’m known, for the trenches (for the trenches)
so sad, i done seen a n-gga die over mentions (i done seen it)
stickin’ to the script with that rappin’, ’cause it’s written (yeah yeah)
don’t believe the hype, n-ggas broke, they ain’t livin’ (uh)
tryna count a hundred ten times, that’s the goal (and that’s the-)
get rich and die of old age, the sh-t that i’m on (on)
it’s all love, don’t want no credit from the n-ggas i put on (i don’t)
the sh-t hit different, when you got it down the road (when you got it down the road)
i ain’t trippin’ off these hoes, ’cause these b-tches come and go (they come and go)
satisfied with that lil paper? i want more (yeah yeah)
i was puttin’ fifty on the road, like g-bo (a g)
i blew past n-ggas that was up, c4 (blowin’)
you was never on my team, how the f-ck you wearin’ a trophy (how?)
money ain’t never meant sh-t without the roses (roses)
count it up fast, we gon’ pour the drank slowly (slowly)
n-ggas want clout, always talkin’ ’bout poles (clown ass n-ggas)
[chorus: lil bean]
streets on lock, you know i got it in a choke (you know i got it in a choke)
you know that murder what she wrote (oh, oh)
neighborhood hero, they gon’ tell you i’m the hope (yeah)
how you claim you hustle, you ain’t never sold soap (yeah)
when i’m down bad, i hear bullets on the floor
that b-tch love you now, but she gon’ run when it’s low
keep it off the ‘net, we can’t give them folks a show
b-tch i’m tryna pull up to my hood, in a ghost (yeah)
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