Unsigned Hype — текст песни

I never been last year

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Real talk, Imma get back to my old ways

Fuck that, Imma get money back both ways, cats for cocaine and tracks to rotate

Here’s my paper, air Jamaica

Now it’s like I’m relaxing on so plane

I worked hard for the first class, tell the captain I’m okay

Next up in mansion (?) Girlfriend throwin' a tantrum, knowing I’m handsome and

so vain

You can up a ransom I won’t pay, same night I be with the mandem With Rosés

skanky but no shame'

I be the type to draw shanks in the road rage

I’m the top boy in the grime scene, I ain’t gonna stand for a low wage

I want more money, I’m like jewelry I don’t want your money

I refuse to clean the floor honey

Labels are like «He's sure gully» They don’t know what’s fresh before doggy

Girl I don’t want to be your hubby and meet your mummy that won’t even feed

your tummy

By the end of this year, if I ain’t gone, will you know who will end my career?

We are unsigned hype, we are what the young minds like

I’m fed up with the rain, I’m looking for the sunshine lights

We are unsigned hype, we are what the young minds like

I’m fed up with the rain, I’m looking for the sunshine lights

I’m letting my riders know I ain’t lettin' my title go

I’m in the booth with the idle road, I’ll invite em' all

You won’t hear a recycled flows when I’m on the microphone

One line could help young minds evolve, I got called when gun crime was low

Now they blink round cus' gun crime was rose

I’m in the underground there’s no sunshine below

A lot of niggas are unsigned and broke, fun times are old

So let’s get serious, we need funding

You are lying if you say you don’t need one thing

Still I feel like I’m the best period I need something

Hope isn’t enough, road livin' is rough

Man go prison but still willin' to buss

I roll with the Rambo, pitchin', I’m so willing to cut

I don’t wanna spit in a club for some minimum cut

I rather pack boots of mix CDs, I’m a grafter

That’s true, I hit these streets with a bag of material

I’m on the road while you’re still havin' your cereal

In a clash I’ll eat for you

(Real talk, man)

We are unsigned hype, we are what the young minds like

I’m fed up with the rain, I’m looking for the sunshine lights

We are unsigned hype, we are what the young minds like

I’m fed up with the rain, I’m looking for the sunshine lights

Shine lights

If I don’t go this year

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This year

What you sayin' G uh, one more year?

That means Lightnin’s got another two years to go or less, more or less I’m

about to blow, labels better start calling my phone or Imma hit the roads and

walk with the chrome

They all lane on my two chains

If they come down to it, like Nike Imma just do it, take a bite just like chew

it

Pay me though, niggas try to phase me though, but Imma concentrate I’m trying

to get Jay-Z though

And that’s a whole lot of work, I might half him with a whole lot of work

Huh huh, you say you’re the best, it’s a laugh and a joke

A laugh, the bars that your wrote

If I don’t blow next year, Imma link with the end

Damn right, I’ll be passing the coke

Check check, niggas tucking your necklace

On your marks get set go

Who wants to race me?

Come on, who wants to face me?

Done air, I’m not near then you boys should hate me

Apart from Devz, none of you gins can test

18 years ahead, I’m so ahead of my time my pops haven’t even took my mumsy out

for dinner yet

We are unsigned hype, we are what the young minds like

I’m fed up with the rain, I’m looking for the sunshine lights

We are unsigned hype, we are what the young minds like

I’m fed up with the rain, I’m looking for the sunshine lights