Huh, yeah
Say shit about this and about that
They got shit to say 'bout everything, but let's get to the fact
I see 'em tryna cut out all the real shit
Like it's hard to deal with, but listen to the rats
He said it 'cause he said it, niggas lyin'
We livin' in a world where they ain't got they own minds
They been chosen
What happened to BIG and Pac? They tryna ruin music
Ooh, shit
Music only blow up if it's bullshit
Bullshit, music don't even blow up when it's hard
You give 'em a chance, they'd probably talk shit about God
They talk shit about niggas who done made it, beat the odds
They can say whatever, but don't act like I ain't raw
If she older than my age, then we can't date, is that a law?
I never seen so many people judge like they Allah
Agreein' to the hate like it ain't fake, that shit be flaw
Ain't sayin' that I'm better 'cause I make way more than y'all
I'm just bein' real
It's probably over for the industry, that's what it is
I ain't just givin' y'all my tape
Only wanna drop a tape 'cause when I drop
Then they be askin' for my old shit that they ain't even heard yet (they ain't even heard yet)
And I ain't blow 'til I started droppin' for the bitches
If I'm droppin' somethin' different, then I'm droppin' for the critics (for the critics)
Yeah, and it's so much money in this shit
So tell me why the f*ck do they got Drake beefin' with Kendrick? (Beefin' with Kendrick)
I think about a lot when I just sit
Last year, Double-X ain't wanna add me to the list
This year, I'm so hot, them niggas had to come and get me
Got bigger than I ever did, my clothes don't even fit me
Crosses on my Chrome, they tryna turn a nigga Christian
If they wanna cancel me, then tell 'em come evict me
Now I'm out in Rome like a motherf*ckin' gypsy
And I don't talk a lot but got some shit to say, just listen, I'm sayin'
Get in the game and then just lose, shit, that ain't part of the plan
It's all on me, shit, I can choose, I got the ball in my hand
I go hard, then go to sleep and do it over again
They can't lock me in a cell because I'm too locked in
They can't lock me in a cell, I gotta do it for my kids
And they can't treat me like no shrimp because I'm too damn big
Part Of The Plan Video (MV)
Performed By: Hunxho
From Album: Thank God
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: Albert Johnson, Daron Jones, Diego Avendano, Ibrahim Dodo, Jonathan Williams, Kai Hasegawa, Kejuan Muchita, Marvin Scandrick, Michael Keith, Quinnes Parker, Ryan Martinez
Hunxho - Part Of The Plan Lyrics
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English
Huh, yeah
Say shit about this and about that
They got shit to say 'bout everything, but let's get to the fact
I see 'em tryna cut out all the real shit
Like it's hard to deal with, but listen to the rats
He said it 'cause he said it, niggas lyin'
We livin' in a world where they ain't got they own minds
They been chosen
What happened to BIG and Pac? They tryna ruin music
Ooh, shit
Music only blow up if it's bullshit
Bullshit, music don't even blow up when it's hard
You give 'em a chance, they'd probably talk shit about God
They talk shit about niggas who done made it, beat the odds
They can say whatever, but don't act like I ain't raw
If she older than my age, then we can't date, is that a law?
I never seen so many people judge like they Allah
Agreein' to the hate like it ain't fake, that shit be flaw
Ain't sayin' that I'm better 'cause I make way more than y'all
I'm just bein' real
It's probably over for the industry, that's what it is
I ain't just givin' y'all my tape
Only wanna drop a tape 'cause when I drop
Then they be askin' for my old shit that they ain't even heard yet (they ain't even heard yet)
And I ain't blow 'til I started droppin' for the bitches
If I'm droppin' somethin' different, then I'm droppin' for the critics (for the critics)
Yeah, and it's so much money in this shit
So tell me why the f*ck do they got Drake beefin' with Kendrick? (Beefin' with Kendrick)
I think about a lot when I just sit
Last year, Double-X ain't wanna add me to the list
This year, I'm so hot, them niggas had to come and get me
Got bigger than I ever did, my clothes don't even fit me
Crosses on my Chrome, they tryna turn a nigga Christian
If they wanna cancel me, then tell 'em come evict me
Now I'm out in Rome like a motherf*ckin' gypsy
And I don't talk a lot but got some shit to say, just listen, I'm sayin'
Get in the game and then just lose, shit, that ain't part of the plan
It's all on me, shit, I can choose, I got the ball in my hand
I go hard, then go to sleep and do it over again
They can't lock me in a cell because I'm too locked in
They can't lock me in a cell, I gotta do it for my kids
And they can't treat me like no shrimp because I'm too damn big
Say shit about this and about that
They got shit to say 'bout everything, but let's get to the fact
I see 'em tryna cut out all the real shit
Like it's hard to deal with, but listen to the rats
He said it 'cause he said it, niggas lyin'
We livin' in a world where they ain't got they own minds
They been chosen
What happened to BIG and Pac? They tryna ruin music
Ooh, shit
Music only blow up if it's bullshit
Bullshit, music don't even blow up when it's hard
You give 'em a chance, they'd probably talk shit about God
They talk shit about niggas who done made it, beat the odds
They can say whatever, but don't act like I ain't raw
If she older than my age, then we can't date, is that a law?
I never seen so many people judge like they Allah
Agreein' to the hate like it ain't fake, that shit be flaw
Ain't sayin' that I'm better 'cause I make way more than y'all
I'm just bein' real
It's probably over for the industry, that's what it is
I ain't just givin' y'all my tape
Only wanna drop a tape 'cause when I drop
Then they be askin' for my old shit that they ain't even heard yet (they ain't even heard yet)
And I ain't blow 'til I started droppin' for the bitches
If I'm droppin' somethin' different, then I'm droppin' for the critics (for the critics)
Yeah, and it's so much money in this shit
So tell me why the f*ck do they got Drake beefin' with Kendrick? (Beefin' with Kendrick)
I think about a lot when I just sit
Last year, Double-X ain't wanna add me to the list
This year, I'm so hot, them niggas had to come and get me
Got bigger than I ever did, my clothes don't even fit me
Crosses on my Chrome, they tryna turn a nigga Christian
If they wanna cancel me, then tell 'em come evict me
Now I'm out in Rome like a motherf*ckin' gypsy
And I don't talk a lot but got some shit to say, just listen, I'm sayin'
Get in the game and then just lose, shit, that ain't part of the plan
It's all on me, shit, I can choose, I got the ball in my hand
I go hard, then go to sleep and do it over again
They can't lock me in a cell because I'm too locked in
They can't lock me in a cell, I gotta do it for my kids
And they can't treat me like no shrimp because I'm too damn big
Writer: Albert Johnson, Daron Jones, Diego Avendano, Ibrahim Dodo, Jonathan Williams, Kai Hasegawa, Kejuan Muchita, Marvin Scandrick, Michael Keith, Quinnes Parker, Ryan Martinez
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
