Hollyman - For the People (No Autotune) Lyrics

Yea
Yea
All Praise Most
High
(Ahuhhhh)
Yea
(Ahuhhhh)
Ok Now
(Ahuhhhh)
Yea
Yea
Uh
Look
This sound like 05
Jigga
A long time
Nigga
On time
I never be on time
Nigga
I want that
Money
Four-Five
Hunnies
Most High
Love me
When I can't love me
Too many niggas in the club
They hating and getting dubs
All hoes wanna f*ck
They really don't want love
And we came from gravel
The streets
I mean the mud
Do anybody make good music bro anymore
I can make good music
Just tell me y'all need more
People all for
The traveling and go on tour
But really I don't you want you to fabricated no more
We need real shit
Not just the blood and gore on the floor
We all the Moore's
To come together and close stores
We need all hores
To bound together and come forward
The truth is out
My nigga Prynce
Been Hoovered out
How many lost lives
We go let happened before it's out
What amount
Don't we give f*ck bro anymore
Unity
You
You
Me
Let's figure out
All people is falling off
Without a doubt
No ruling out
You extra'd out
If you trynna help a nigga out
And I ain't doing autotune
And this ain't no robotics
I about hit this shit faster then I was super sonic
Just to find me
Hook on phonic
First on the earth
Like plate tectonics
Just before
The sent symbolics
The chronic
Before hypnotics
The products
Look like electronics
My moma
My flow so sonic
Electronically
I'm so honest
I'm trynna be
More iconic
But they don't get it tho
Jaw drop
When they hear the flow
Won't stop even
If I lose control
4-5 and the coup get towed yea
This for the people
(Yea)
Let's free the people
I got money legal
(Yea)
This money legal
F*ck vaccines the needles
(Yea)
Those nigga evil
They kill the people
(Yea)
They trynna smeegals
And we gone fly like seagulls
(Yea)
Yea we fly like eagles
And I don't need effects when I speak people
Nigga Imma feed the people
Nigga Imma feed the county
They trynna put a price on my head like I ain't been the bounty
They never found me
Uh
Yea
Uh
Tribe Sound True
Yea
Tribe's The One
Tribe
City to city
All praise most high
I miss my homies
All praise
The Most High
You been found
For the people
(Oooooo)
Yea
Uh
Hollyman
It ain't over
First name Joshua guess I should write a book
See these demons staring me I ain't scared to look
Cause they know I'm the chosen one
And they know the path I took
I been jugging and finessing think I turn a crook
I'm the middle
Good and Evil
For these righteous people
Ain't no chocolate hero to save us like mr. Ebo
Ain't no palace, I'm balance, I'm the Beanie Sigel
It's a challenge
We in Dallas
Let's just hope I free the people
Uh
Wow
And give my shit to vevo
Hope these words complete the story to your missing sequel
Cause they don't treat us equal
They still think that shit illegal
Yea
Tell the truth
The pyramid
The dorrito
We golden like desert eagles
The parasites in burritos
And Imma read tho
To get knowledge
And be free tho
We shooting like f*cking free-throws
And they keep on sharing needles
So f*ck your flu shots
Nigga I give em too shots
Niggas claim that they too hot
When nigga I made the group hot
New gen I feel like Tupac
I feel it but my crew not
Nigga its a team effort
Skeltons in my dresser
You vengeance ain't got a message
Message and try to impress her
Instead of being Houf Hefner
Be you and create an island
I swear to God that I'm wildin
I'm getting back on my stallion
I do shit for my momma
I wake up with no pajamas
Just to get to the big commas
We need Lambo's
No more Hondas
I'm Buddha
I feel like Ghandi
My vision broader with Prada
My name is constantly brought up
I get respect
You get nada
Man it ain't shit to loose
Man this song fit the mood
It put me into the groove
They hate to see me move
Niggas is really rude
Niggas ain't really cool
I hope I don't turn to them
I love the Lord like I'm him
I really feel like I'm him
I spread the light till I'm dim
I give my all to the rim
Till I'm passing out in the gym
Wussup