Underground Hov

Lyrics

[Hook] Just let me know Friend or you foe? In this era, no difference from heaven or hell I suppose Got product to pitch Like rock on the stove Like a New York Nip Underground Hov She call me toxic They call me conscious Suck me unconscious Hug me in public Fuck me in private Just being honest You something to vibe with I need a Beyoncé Kick it with some Solange's [Verse 1] We was youngins on the internet In it to share what our vision is Now we talk shares & build businesses For brothеrs & sisters to benefit Assisting my richеst constituents I feel like Nip with this Olympic shit It's like the Marathon continuing Its got me feeling like I'm him again Runnin' shit up in my chucks or my Timberlands Beef and broccs couldn't cop a pair Now we test how LA & NY compare Raised by mama, no pops was there Learned to hustle to cop what I rock or wear True shit The kids in the school are just ruthless Bullied or hated on me for hand me downs Still clown on my new shit Getting too lit Illuminati want my soul and body But the lord is solid, know Jahova got me Friends folded like some origami Peers jealous of my aura, probably True shit, I got me some negative muses Some people I love with opinions bout everyone's business But never'll do shit [Bridge] We can get to more money, eat together Or go to war, it can be whatever You know I'm with it anyway it go Whether known or a secret treasure When I'm gone, I'ma live forever If you love me let a nigga know [Hook] Just let me know Friend or you foe? In this era, no difference from heaven or hell I suppose Got product to pitch Like rock on the stove Like a New York Nip Underground Hov She call me toxic They call me conscious Suck me unconscious Hug me in public Fuck me in private Just being honest You something to vibe with I need a Beyoncé Kick it with some Solange's [Verse 2] Moving on to the next (Check me out) Wish you all the success (Check me out) I know that you stressed (Check me out) Alone and depressed (Check me out) Abandonment issues, from women & homies That know you the best All the hate that you hold in is starting to show & project Shit could get ugly Just get to ya money Took a look at that shit... It wasn't for me You think you hubby But its the allure Of hittin' the bank to withdraw Knowing you wouldn't be bending it over If you wasn't breaking her off Akademiks I'm the prize, bitch Why would I sweat or lose sleep off a freak They come frequent in all shapes and sizes? The reason my main is my side bitch I'm on Slauson and La Brea Me & Dyme Taylor showin' off my diamonds Son a star & he the people favorite You can blame the nation How I'm rockin' Dyme