You know I'm back in the city,
And all of my bitches are pretty
I'm emotional, sometimes I get in my feelings
I put it on records, I'm making a living
I started this shit, now I'm too deep up in it
I won't stop till I'm finished
I'm so smart they all say I'm a genius
Genius like I'm Phineas
But I don't say a word like I'm Ferb
This is the life that I chose, for better or worse
Counting my blessings, but I carry burdens around like a curse, like a curse
Dealing with pain from my past that I rightly deserve
I've made a couple bad choices, but you would've made the same choice if
The roles were reversed
Ayo, HIPPY, where the bass at?
Yeah, and I made the beat, I just gotta confirm
So many bridges that I had to burn
Just to build them back up like I came from the dirt
I do not talk, hear me talk on a verse, nigga
You gotta learn, a spot on my table's a spot that you earn
Spot that you earn
I'm so smart they all say I'm a genius
Because of the music
I got that moving, I got that influence
Sound like a veteran, but I'm a student
Of the game, and you niggas look stupid
No hesitation, I step back and shoot it
I roll by myself with a few bros included
Puffing on fatties, I'm constantly zooted
I ain't gotta tell you that I really do this again and again
I'm on a roll and it ain't gonna end
I gotta pray for my sins, I repent
All your boy needs is a pad and a pen
To write down all of the words in my head
But they want me gone
Can't forget all the bitches that left me on read
I ain't tryna get head, I'm tryna get ahead
Yeah, I didn't stutter, you heard what I said
Dancing with the devil, but I'm heaven sent
I do my shit, I don't ask for no cred
Representing for Zim, ain't been back since I left
And I know that my family's stressed
I know they be stressed out
That's why your boy's always working
Yeah, I get no rest
And I know that I got them impressed
Yeah, who would've known
Yeah, who would've guessed
Cause I was that kid back in high school sleeping on desks
I guess that's why they sleeping on me
Cause I didn't get A's on my tests
But that didn't phase me
Cause I always had rhythm and beat
When it came to the music, I was one of the best
So I made a bet with myself
To turn all my words into cheques
Told myself to say less
Ayo, HIPPY, where the bass at?
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English
You know I'm back in the city,
And all of my bitches are pretty
I'm emotional, sometimes I get in my feelings
I put it on records, I'm making a living
I started this shit, now I'm too deep up in it
I won't stop till I'm finished
I'm so smart they all say I'm a genius
Genius like I'm Phineas
But I don't say a word like I'm Ferb
This is the life that I chose, for better or worse
Counting my blessings, but I carry burdens around like a curse, like a curse
Dealing with pain from my past that I rightly deserve
I've made a couple bad choices, but you would've made the same choice if
The roles were reversed
Ayo, HIPPY, where the bass at?
Yeah, and I made the beat, I just gotta confirm
So many bridges that I had to burn
Just to build them back up like I came from the dirt
I do not talk, hear me talk on a verse, nigga
You gotta learn, a spot on my table's a spot that you earn
Spot that you earn
I'm so smart they all say I'm a genius
Because of the music
I got that moving, I got that influence
Sound like a veteran, but I'm a student
Of the game, and you niggas look stupid
No hesitation, I step back and shoot it
I roll by myself with a few bros included
Puffing on fatties, I'm constantly zooted
I ain't gotta tell you that I really do this again and again
I'm on a roll and it ain't gonna end
I gotta pray for my sins, I repent
All your boy needs is a pad and a pen
To write down all of the words in my head
But they want me gone
Can't forget all the bitches that left me on read
I ain't tryna get head, I'm tryna get ahead
Yeah, I didn't stutter, you heard what I said
Dancing with the devil, but I'm heaven sent
I do my shit, I don't ask for no cred
Representing for Zim, ain't been back since I left
And I know that my family's stressed
I know they be stressed out
That's why your boy's always working
Yeah, I get no rest
And I know that I got them impressed
Yeah, who would've known
Yeah, who would've guessed
Cause I was that kid back in high school sleeping on desks
I guess that's why they sleeping on me
Cause I didn't get A's on my tests
But that didn't phase me
Cause I always had rhythm and beat
When it came to the music, I was one of the best
So I made a bet with myself
To turn all my words into cheques
Told myself to say less
Ayo, HIPPY, where the bass at?
And all of my bitches are pretty
I'm emotional, sometimes I get in my feelings
I put it on records, I'm making a living
I started this shit, now I'm too deep up in it
I won't stop till I'm finished
I'm so smart they all say I'm a genius
Genius like I'm Phineas
But I don't say a word like I'm Ferb
This is the life that I chose, for better or worse
Counting my blessings, but I carry burdens around like a curse, like a curse
Dealing with pain from my past that I rightly deserve
I've made a couple bad choices, but you would've made the same choice if
The roles were reversed
Ayo, HIPPY, where the bass at?
Yeah, and I made the beat, I just gotta confirm
So many bridges that I had to burn
Just to build them back up like I came from the dirt
I do not talk, hear me talk on a verse, nigga
You gotta learn, a spot on my table's a spot that you earn
Spot that you earn
I'm so smart they all say I'm a genius
Because of the music
I got that moving, I got that influence
Sound like a veteran, but I'm a student
Of the game, and you niggas look stupid
No hesitation, I step back and shoot it
I roll by myself with a few bros included
Puffing on fatties, I'm constantly zooted
I ain't gotta tell you that I really do this again and again
I'm on a roll and it ain't gonna end
I gotta pray for my sins, I repent
All your boy needs is a pad and a pen
To write down all of the words in my head
But they want me gone
Can't forget all the bitches that left me on read
I ain't tryna get head, I'm tryna get ahead
Yeah, I didn't stutter, you heard what I said
Dancing with the devil, but I'm heaven sent
I do my shit, I don't ask for no cred
Representing for Zim, ain't been back since I left
And I know that my family's stressed
I know they be stressed out
That's why your boy's always working
Yeah, I get no rest
And I know that I got them impressed
Yeah, who would've known
Yeah, who would've guessed
Cause I was that kid back in high school sleeping on desks
I guess that's why they sleeping on me
Cause I didn't get A's on my tests
But that didn't phase me
Cause I always had rhythm and beat
When it came to the music, I was one of the best
So I made a bet with myself
To turn all my words into cheques
Told myself to say less
Ayo, HIPPY, where the bass at?
Writer: Tatenda Chinganga
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