MxRCUS ALEXIS, Packy - HYPEBEAST lyrics
[MxRCUS ALEXIS, Packy - HYPEBEAST lyrics]
Yeah
Don’t need ya expertise
I’m in a different league
I’ll plug your ebony
Don’t bring her next to me
This for longevity, this for the legacy
This for the rarity, this for the clarity
I may go Cherokee, this ain’t for charity
Heard I was king, that just the heir in me
I may go griz, that’s just the bear in me
Boho my registry when they come bury me flex
Speck on the neck, DMs from your ex
Left 'em unread, I’m not impress
Now that shit dead, no resurrects
Flight after flight, watching my step
We run it back, that’s just a gif
That's just a gif i heard nothin' like this
Heard nothin' like this
Shit sound like a Martian wait
We ain’t even close by the margins wait
We ain’t even close to our fortune
Nobody making art like
You ain’t art like this
Load an uzi with an orchid wait
Probably make a sword out a swordfish wait
All your HYPEBEAST ain’t important wait
Show love, is it real now?
Aww damn, it’s just automated
On my mark like my father made it
Do your part, bring the party favors
Make a list I could fill out
I give 'em all ultimatums
I school abroad like a Oxford native
Keep it 64 like a cartridge, nigga
And I don’t believe in the hype
I don’t believe in it, I don’t believe in it
No! And I don’t believe in the hype
I don’t believe in it, I don’t believe in it
No!
Fuck is you lookin’ at? I heard you say it
Then I heard you took it back
Then I heard the compliments
You know you shouldn’t have
Nothing original, look how you cover tracks
I've seen this shit before
Any shot they take at me they go missing for
I don’t believe in the hype
I don’t got pieces
But, I come at your head and
Leave you with pieces of mind
Party favors like a thief in the night
All these flavors give you reason to bite
All that bull give you wings but
That shit don’t fly around here
You call that shit stretching the truth
We just call that shit a lie around here
Yeah shout out my bruddas, 51-7
They hate us or love us
I’m the 8th wonder, I’m that mother fucker
My decisions final, all my vision tunnel
When I get my shit off, I don’t get rebuttled
All they got is hype, all they do is mumble
Used to be above it, now I want the trouble
This the fucking jungle
Fuck you if you hatin’ on me
I could bar you in my sleep, yeah
Y'all just talking on the sneak, yeah
You feeling froggy then leap, yeah
They don’t ever want the smoke, no
They just want me to share the light
They don’t get the bread
They just wanna bite
I just want my cred, they just want the hype
Yeah
And I don’t believe in the hype
I don’t believe in it, I don’t believe in it
No! And I don’t believe in the hype
I don’t believe in it, I don’t believe in it
No!
Don’t need ya expertise
I’m in a different league
I’ll plug your ebony
Don’t bring her next to me
This for longevity, this for the legacy
This for the rarity, this for the clarity
I may go Cherokee, this ain’t for charity
Heard I was king, that just the heir in me
I may go griz, that’s just the bear in me
Boho my registry when they come bury me flex
Speck on the neck, DMs from your ex
Left 'em unread, I’m not impress
Now that shit dead, no resurrects
Flight after flight, watching my step
We run it back, that’s just a gif
That's just a gif i heard nothin' like this
Heard nothin' like this
Shit sound like a Martian wait
We ain’t even close by the margins wait
We ain’t even close to our fortune
Nobody making art like
You ain’t art like this
Load an uzi with an orchid wait
Probably make a sword out a swordfish wait
All your HYPEBEAST ain’t important wait
Show love, is it real now?
Aww damn, it’s just automated
On my mark like my father made it
Do your part, bring the party favors
Make a list I could fill out
I give 'em all ultimatums
I school abroad like a Oxford native
Keep it 64 like a cartridge, nigga
And I don’t believe in the hype
I don’t believe in it, I don’t believe in it
No! And I don’t believe in the hype
I don’t believe in it, I don’t believe in it
No!
Fuck is you lookin’ at? I heard you say it
Then I heard you took it back
Then I heard the compliments
You know you shouldn’t have
Nothing original, look how you cover tracks
I've seen this shit before
Any shot they take at me they go missing for
I don’t believe in the hype
I don’t got pieces
But, I come at your head and
Leave you with pieces of mind
Party favors like a thief in the night
All these flavors give you reason to bite
All that bull give you wings but
That shit don’t fly around here
You call that shit stretching the truth
We just call that shit a lie around here
Yeah shout out my bruddas, 51-7
They hate us or love us
I’m the 8th wonder, I’m that mother fucker
My decisions final, all my vision tunnel
When I get my shit off, I don’t get rebuttled
All they got is hype, all they do is mumble
Used to be above it, now I want the trouble
This the fucking jungle
Fuck you if you hatin’ on me
I could bar you in my sleep, yeah
Y'all just talking on the sneak, yeah
You feeling froggy then leap, yeah
They don’t ever want the smoke, no
They just want me to share the light
They don’t get the bread
They just wanna bite
I just want my cred, they just want the hype
Yeah
And I don’t believe in the hype
I don’t believe in it, I don’t believe in it
No! And I don’t believe in the hype
I don’t believe in it, I don’t believe in it
No!