Relta - Say Hiii To The World lyrics

[Verse 1] Lately I been high alot And all these girls be sayin hi allah Im thinkin' why is it cause the mind match the rhymes Or is cause they see in dollar signs make em blind Sometimes I feel like no ones gets it Try to explain but they all forget it They just ignore it f** em I ain't doing no conforming Solo flow Im on my own an I think Im lost zoning The cost growing I stopped knowing How to mop so Im dirty flowing Caution Im pausing the posture so proper the problem wit authors Is often lost in the profits The propaganda and offers Have you locked like a copper They poppin shots Imma a dodge em With the collage I barrage em No camouflage dont mirage em So what you see is what you get Nothin' more nothin' less Overdose on the s** f**in who*es smoking stress so what's next [Chours][2x] Say hiii hiii hiii to the world Three eyes eyes eyes to the world [Verse 2] Im just being patient on my moment I am waiting Gotta date with greatness So I gotta be courageous Dress to impress and I best bring the best of cadence Best if I am blessed the stress is less when you embrace it Lessons pave the road of dirty pavements Costs are lost when your soul is what you pay with it No refunds no going back I souled out for hip hop and Im okay wit that That's soul with an OU not a LD My soul too real can't sell me I do my thing you can't tell me How to make songs hell na That's a heads up to rappers that fell off Stripped down of your creative control Was it worth the toll For a couple O's and a couple hoes Some sh** you probably get on your own But being real is a lost art I move lines man not a false start Not a coke line but a dope line Not a rope Im left hanging on the hope line So I hope Im hope Im hope Im hope [Chorus] [Bridge] Hello world its nice to meet you Its nice to meet you Hello world its nice to meet you Its nice to meet you its nice to you its nice to meet you [Verse 3] The pressures of being an artist Who's honest not processed Wit cheesy crafts I lack those And dont tolerate those wack flows Im so organic when I rap hoe Im weird as f** but some b**hes like it Or they like my future and hope I wife it Hmm f** em for the time being All I can do as far Im seeing Is it wrong to think that every girl that f** me is out to get me That sh** affects me So any feelings Im rejecting Never letting Anybody get close enough For me to show them love No can do i can barely handle The hand full of scandals That scrambled and rambled my mantel I said mental At least I meant to Can vent what I went thru Can I just tell you what I been thru Maybe we can be friends too And be together to the end too Probably not