Reg Mason - HYB lyrics

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Reg Mason - HYB lyrics

*Hook* Boy, you ain't handling your business(x8) Okay, let's settle it It seems like n***as always want to ask for sh** We bound to blow All y'all bound to blow my dick You cannot handle lit, the fuse is lit It may seem impossible, but I'ma handle it *Verse* I'ma handle all this sh** with mileage Cut my wrists and now I'm bout to buy a b**h No oe has made me more than violent What the f** is wealth, what's a diamond? Vitamins, I'm villainous up in the ballpit Told me "I need more." I knew it, I called it Was never a marksman, but a n***a took a far step Hard left in the jaw, now he in the br dead I'm dilligent, demons is present Future's so f**ed in the present That's why I get this Leopard print panties and necklace Said that I'm leaving, you must have a d**hwish Positives balanced with negatives Polished the coupe and its heavenless Lusting for more from my medicine I'm afraid there's not much more that you better than *Hook* *Verse 2* I'ma handle all this sh** with Mileage Cut my hair so y'all can cut the childish Minimum 5 years I spent on my precious No pressured me into pursuing 5 methods Write it, make the beat, record the single, engineer the sh** Then bless the people People, pardon, from a different forest My feelings Queenan, it's been departed Plenty is what I got When it comes to the zen I never copped We is taking so high, the ceiling hopped Until I can drive, I will heely to the top Too many twinkle toes in your sofa Soared like a vulture, when it comes to pulling all my pennies from your sofa Oh older Velcrow Vixen It's sticking to the people, I'm never under or over Over 24 months...never would've thought I had it down pct I'm older, never really liked to show...my inner k**er Bring it round and right back I'm f**ed up but ain't shed a tear in a minute f** this money sh**, I'm a geek and a menace Mookie Jr. without the garbage Why the f** you thought I started? Thought about it, not sorry Do not f**ing bombard me Heard you, hope that you R-O-T as an artist I'm butchering these sharks and yet I still starve, hoe Don't f** with me then f** with me tomorrow Tell me I ain't handling my business *Hook*