Lyrics

[Verse:] I go hard, how much times I gotta say it, uh I got skills, put it on display and play it This is history in the making, speakers Turned up, got the whole place shaking A pig with the flow so the fans won't bake it I go at it for hours, I don't care if they break it Homie I stay strong, I don't care if they breakin' I got waxed ears, I don't hear what they sayin' Don't pay attention the the image they portrayin' I relax, sit back, while they replay it Chicks, I got game like EA DJ listen in his headphones like, "wait, what did he say?", ha Ya boy slick and sick, words deep like Mob You on the back like a massage Got girls parked up like cars in a garage Five feet tall, y'all still see me large I got my whole hood behind me, down to rep The only hood you got is the one around ya neck, aha Listen young hoodie, don't sweat me They say I'm insane, they don't get me It's that heavy I'm balling just like I'm 'posed to with some stacks so fat, they should be on Oprah, but That ain't the matter You can't hold me, I'm like bladder You dissapoint, and I flatter Those who climb up fall down, push the ladder H.Y.R., I be the hottest young rapper, nasty You gotta battle me on Fear Factor You already know you going right home after While you sad over there it's pure laughter here I got a lotta shine and I ain't tryna share But I'ma let you go before you get addicted Stro's on the microphone, now let's get it, uh