Hollywood JB - We, The People lyrics

rate me

Eyes heavy, I'm fightiin'

Hopin' that when I go y'all still remember the thightin'

And what I came to say cause I'm a man on fire

Without no fuckin' train a day, hitman for hire

Hittin' people just to profit, like Aalijah, ex my prophet

My palm read, is it prison bars or palm trees?

Nails in my palm or in my ceiling alarm

I'm in West Palm Beach, I need to know this information

In my toast or do I toast to the occasion?

I guess it's on me, like Paul George II 4

I gotta stay on pace for my team, so we can all touch a million

And get closer to our dream, get close to the million

I don't know where this is gone

But I'm all bout it to the end

Cause I may never get the chance to ride for this again

I'm tryna make a profice with that profit with my friend

(Interlude)

You been workin' 8 hours a week and 4 dollars a week

This time my third job

Women can't afford to take care of their children

Beat they children, reckless launching death

Our main job is put a roof over yo head

Food on the table and money in yo pocket

This is politics as usual

(Verse)

Yeah, early in at 'em, early is at 'em

Using the bathroom, you can be dead

So gone as I look in the mirror

You ain't got nothin' to fear, you bout be outta here, bruh

Keepin' my head up

Knowin' that it gets betta

Everything has got it's season and I ain't peepin' no weather

Time to get it together. My good's in the baddest

Increasing my measure, meetin' crackers with the cheddar

In the lab, skippin' lecture

Huh, text out specialist

They ain't feelin' shit, then I gotta switch to texture

Where I'm from it's dire shoe, and you don't wanna make that first deal

There's an eagle flue, caught them worms with my first deal

Been workin' on my first meal, but feelin' like a hunid

Hungry like I gotta feed the life inside my stomach

And I don't sleep at night, cause this hot bed

I wanted for every nigga tryna keep you low

And jay that keep you blunted

100. One hunid