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Oh Somebody Hacked You Now? Video (MV)




Performed By: Trnth
Language: English
Length: 4:56
Written by: Gabriel Gutierrez




Trnth - Oh Somebody Hacked You Now? Lyrics




Sit back
Listen in cuz Ima kick facts
Rip off rappers making millions like they Riff Raff
Shits wack what you play ain't no real rap
I kill slack spill facts as you kiss ass
I live different activities are your mission
I'm ripping through your conditions
You consistently bitching
I'm asking make up your mind
I got a space in the line
I gotta take what is mine
As I create every rhyme

Yeah I'm going off as
The floorboard gone
Ima cold lost cause
With the flow of a god
Yeah I conquer constantly cutting off you cocks
Ima cock it let it go
For a profit
Uh
Step back pop it
Pop off flicking fire to rocket
F*ck it set it to your door ring it then I spark it
Heard that you were talking Oh Somebody Hacked You Now?

Feeling like a rookie but a student in my prime
Perspective is reckless wrecking every single f*cking line
Reconotice I'll sign the notice noting that I am grinding
You dick riders are eyeing me whining on how I'm shining
Shining I'll head to heaven
You heathens are never mentioned
I'm leaping speaking my message
You leaving preaching I'm lesser
Essence ending opinions
My excellence in my breathing
Extra time taken rhyme playing write it to my spirit
Speaking my facts
Dreaming of cash
Drumming we love it we levitate
Only eliminate
Or aren't you are minute made?
Orange you minute made
Turned to maids I only eliminate say it again
Aiding amends under intelligent haters are playing my shit
Faking they wins
Jealous they ass just I praying I quit

But I never quit
Pull up with that beveled neck
Pull up with the karats out
We carry out a f*cking check
Popping I run it
Pop up on me you corny runners
Are cornered the coins are stacking
Getting thrown around my budget

I live in the heat like sauna
Tripping on me then the acid is obvious
I'm go show you motherf*ckers honesty
Switch on a beat I'm a prodigy
Mind of a king and my mind on my business
Mind my trip ima rhyme to paris
Mindset thin
Ima roundhouse kick
Till your loud pout friends
All get offended
AHHHH
I'm just living in this world that we stuck on
Stuck up motherf*ckers tripping on me I'm like f*ck off
Droptop living that's goal now go run off
Child ass preachers always acting til I run up
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Sit back
Listen in cuz Ima kick facts
Rip off rappers making millions like they Riff Raff
Shits wack what you play ain't no real rap
I kill slack spill facts as you kiss ass
I live different activities are your mission
I'm ripping through your conditions
You consistently bitching
I'm asking make up your mind
I got a space in the line
I gotta take what is mine
As I create every rhyme

Yeah I'm going off as
The floorboard gone
Ima cold lost cause
With the flow of a god
Yeah I conquer constantly cutting off you cocks
Ima cock it let it go
For a profit
Uh
Step back pop it
Pop off flicking fire to rocket
F*ck it set it to your door ring it then I spark it
Heard that you were talking Oh Somebody Hacked You Now?

Feeling like a rookie but a student in my prime
Perspective is reckless wrecking every single f*cking line
Reconotice I'll sign the notice noting that I am grinding
You dick riders are eyeing me whining on how I'm shining
Shining I'll head to heaven
You heathens are never mentioned
I'm leaping speaking my message
You leaving preaching I'm lesser
Essence ending opinions
My excellence in my breathing
Extra time taken rhyme playing write it to my spirit
Speaking my facts
Dreaming of cash
Drumming we love it we levitate
Only eliminate
Or aren't you are minute made?
Orange you minute made
Turned to maids I only eliminate say it again
Aiding amends under intelligent haters are playing my shit
Faking they wins
Jealous they ass just I praying I quit

But I never quit
Pull up with that beveled neck
Pull up with the karats out
We carry out a f*cking check
Popping I run it
Pop up on me you corny runners
Are cornered the coins are stacking
Getting thrown around my budget

I live in the heat like sauna
Tripping on me then the acid is obvious
I'm go show you motherf*ckers honesty
Switch on a beat I'm a prodigy
Mind of a king and my mind on my business
Mind my trip ima rhyme to paris
Mindset thin
Ima roundhouse kick
Till your loud pout friends
All get offended
AHHHH
I'm just living in this world that we stuck on
Stuck up motherf*ckers tripping on me I'm like f*ck off
Droptop living that's goal now go run off
Child ass preachers always acting til I run up
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Writer: Gabriel Gutierrez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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