ej the specter - hyper exercise 2 lyrics
hold up lemme stretch right
i’m just tryna live life
i’m just tryna woah
this that hyper number two
scr_pped my old tape gonna reboot
boom
i got my switch loaded up games
we don’t think the same
i might play em on the plane
maybe on the train
n_ggas pushing on the door
knock em off the hinge
n_ggas wanting more
i just want revenge
different level that i’m on
i just wanna get off
because i’m too good i can’t keep it for long
but its whatever n_ggas be too soft
imma keep it real n_ggas processed
imma keep the steel n_ggas gon tеst
like we doing math
imma subtract
like wе new in class
imma hold my hand
up to the sky then draw my_ blam
hit em in the head
hit em in the chest
deadshot aim too fire with the scope
n_ggas be braggin bout some lyrics that they ain’t even wrote
huh
check please
i am not keem
but i trademark things
wrote and produced you n_ggas perform
break all the rules while you n_gga conform
the standards of my level unmatched
you got a gun i just smack
i never prayed for myself
i am god so you pray to myself
n_ggas ain’t funny like snl
somebody gon get you and it might be my help
it might be the gang or it might be the goons
send out the troops, they posted til noon
get that boy touched like an xbox controller
spinning on blocks so you know that imma roller
acting like a chief imma give em a halo
and not like goku, he not coming back
there is no 24 hours you stay hoe
k!ll you again because you lame and you wack
open the door and we fly in
i’m making merch and they buying
you makin merch and they quiet
then get on the gram and be lying
i don’t make noise for the h_ll of it
absorbing the sun because i got all the melanin
white boys talking bout doing a drill like they cool
you talking bout lockdown drills in the school?
you b_tches ain’t made and its clear to point out
put it together don’t sit there and pout
i would never argue with a person below me
hit the inbox if you tryna show me
i will never hit the block on my own
sh_t get too hot so i’m staying at home
thats what i said when a n_gga was slow
now that i’m quick boy i want all the smoke
they said send em to god why they talking bout me
i called some k!llers they moving at 3
twirling a pistol like cable i’m bout it
n_ggas on d_ck man hop out the closet, bruh
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