
way 2 hot - imh.a.z.e lyrics
[intro]
hey
(stephen niday on the track)
oh, oh*oh
trap out the spot, it get hot
[chorus]
i don’t even like trappin’ out the spot, that sh*t get way too hot
i’m tryna make my dough, so i can’t even stop
man, i keep that sh*t on the low, i hope they don’t run their mouth
man, i got what you’re needin’, outside right where i meet ’em
got the glock on my hip, they can see it
[verse 1]
i be stackin’ all my dollars to the ceiling
only use them b*tches when i need ’em
just like my nina, my girl tryna give me the detour
this life goin’ up and down just like a seesaw, but i see y’all
and lately i’ve been noticin’, i keep stackin’ up, it’s gon’ gеt tall
and every single onе of my exes i speak on, i can back it up
really ain’t no reason for me to get on this mic and say nothin’ else
it’s my life that i’m talkin’ ’bout, and i mean it
no, i’m not one of them cappin’*ass n*ggas you see on your tv
believe me, i’ve been playin’ with them keys like stevie
[chorus]
i don’t even like trappin’ out the spot, that sh*t get way too hot
i’m tryna make my dough, so i can’t even stop
man, i keep that sh*t on the low, i hope they don’t run their mouth
man, i got what you’re needin’, outside right where i meet ’em
got the glock on my hip, they can see it
[verse 2]
gotta watch for the n*ggas who greedy
they keep comin’ back consistently, askin’ for boys like, “boy, you’re needy”
i raised my voice one time at my girl and she called me a meanie
then i go buy her some sh*t at the store, now she all on my peeny
i’m wearin’ bustdown, all vvs, ‘member when i was passin’ out cds
i thought i was the strongest, then i had weakness in my achilles
but now i came back stronger, ain’t n0body in this world gon’ see me
i promise the struggle humbled me, so now i know the meaning
i can’t quit, no sleeping
[chorus]
i don’t even like trappin’ out the spot, that sh*t get way too hot
i’m tryna make my dough, so i can’t even stop
man, i keep that sh*t on the low, i hope they don’t run their mouth
man, i got what you’re needin’, outside right where i meet ’em
got the glock on my hip, they can see it
i don’t even like trappin’ out the spot, that sh*t get way too hot
i’m tryna make my dough, so i can’t even stop
man, i keep that sh*t on the low, i hope they don’t run their mouth
man, i got what you’re needin’, outside right where i meet ’em
got the glock on my hip, they can see it
[outro]
got the glock on my hip, they can see it
outside right where i meet ’em
sh*t get way too hot
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