Hi-Rez - Swear lyrics

rate me

Ft. Cory Gunz

(Verse: Hi-Rez)

Talk shit, get smacked with a back hand

And the rap game sell a nigga crack game

Got the ass and the cash and the whips

And it's fast while we move, it's gone in the fast lane

Flip slow cuz it's like movin' fast base

Neva gave a fuck that you had a bad day

Get yo stacks up, you'd betta neva pass up

On any opportunity to get yo fuckin' cash straight

It's a jungle and everybody tryna eat

With this batch, I'm a muthafuckin' lime bee

When I see you in the streets right behind me

There ain't a muthafucka that's the other hour me(?!)

Pissed off like I fuckin' ripped my skin off

Y'all on my nerves, so yo girls suck my dick off

If she a fan of the team, she'll go pick off

I'mma get rich cuz I seen about a piss boy(?!)

First off, word hard to yo hustler

It's just the pedal to the metal to the coaster

keep it movin' through the struggles and the hard times

Even if a muthafucka struggle like a lifetime

Run yo mouth and an edible will slice by

Don't get it twisted, boy, I'm not a fuckin' nice guy

I need a second that I was able to write rhymes

I would die a fuckin' legend on the mic, like

Ain't a muthafucka know what I been goin' through

If you got a fuckin' dream, have it close to you

When you grow up, everybody must say hello to you

Y'all know I'm the person to make her stay, but so are you(?!)

I don't judge you, why the fuck you judgin' me

Move along, I ain't givin' y'all shit to see

Hip-hop, me ya know the epidemy

People ain't get a second meet

There ain't no ghetto good on me, bitch

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I'm with a female that look good

You know that she cook good

She all on my whip wood, I swear to God!

Every second is grind time

Getting bread like Einstein

Friends and enemies front line

I swear to God!

(Verse 2: Hi-Rez)

It's gettin' harder to breathe

I think I got a disease

I'm only at peace when I'm fuckin' these women

Or drinking, or when I'm asleep

I neva trust the police

We sippin' on 'em mohi's

You got yo hands out like we homies

But I do not know you and you don't know me

Shit, I'm waking up and I'm gettin' it

I can take a buck and then flip it

Into a million, ain't fuck yo opinion

You wastin' yo breath cuz I ain't fuckin' listenin'

I'm all alone in my room

Thinkin' about all the shit I've been through

I'm so stressed off and pissed off

Every time, but I suck it up for my crew

I do this shit fo' my fam

I'm puttin' all my trust in God's plans

Only reason I'm alive now is my fans

Money in my pocket so it's sagging my pants

Shit, how I stock 'em John Taylors

My mind all in that paper

I load it up and I cock it back

And I aim it right at 'em haters

And it's just me and my thugs

Stuck in that house, stuck with my best(?!)

I wonder if death is the only way out

Worry bout my business, homie stay out it

Go bout yo mouth then I leave when you toss shit

Mind all in a fog, feeling so lost

On my knees playin' the ____(?)

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(Verse 3: Cory Gunz)

Waddup! Batter up, line 'em up

Got a knife, fuckin' em and nine 'em up

Ain't fatigued like a frog in a tree

And I pop quicker than a log hit yo knee

When you're climbin' up, don't bug

Get the wrong one, nigga pull pall with a long gun

Push your eyes, I'm a strong son

You want beef if you gon' run

Don't speak if you gon'

Go tweet and you all done

(Verse 4: Hi-Rez)

Pussy nigga! You ain't know my type a ton

I'mma give all my life to rhyme

I give all y'all hype the mind

Gon' be 'live until I kill 'em all

Nice try, you can't fuck with mine

If the rhymes hit, I'll support you

You need to find a label

The wizard did, and a horse shoe

And a bitch that won't divorce you

When she find 'the' nigga, she lost you

Ew! Double way

Still long for my on days

Four cars, four chains

Four arms like Goro

Remember when I hit four Glocks on the 4th

Had that shit four cops and a fort train

Admiral, more birds in the basket than a Hawk game

Ten beef and I mean hand gun beef

Beat a nigga outta sweatsuit from ____(?)

I don't think bout shit when I speak

Neither do I seek to impress you when I'm recording

I just wanna put my daughters through school

Get in a sweatsuit for my ____(?)

I remember when I used to whipmen

Bought it for myself, I ain't even had a whip man

Bottom line, crazy or professor?

We taught the teacher, that's why when I talk, man

I don't feel no pressure

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