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h u n g e r . o n . h i l l s i d e (Remix) Lyrics - Artist : Cyrus
And I'ma start right here, right by the finish line
Because I stay ahead of things like I invented time The way I flip a metaphor like it's an hourglass Got every bar I spit resembling a checkout line 'Cause by the time you register it, everything is cold I'm in my bag, because I always got some things in store My cylinder is graduated, worth my weight in gold I got you turning up the volume like nobody home And I'll split a pussy rapper in half like a camel toe I got a OLED TV mounted in my room And I ain't ever turn it on, I just enjoy the view I guess this spending money thing is just something I do Ever since I made a fucking killing after sparing me I been through the wringer, I done took me like a hundred L's Every song I dropped before this year became a fire sale Now I stoke the fire like the flames are my achilles heel And I'm back and somehow I got better I'm Kevin Durant Only difference now is my reflection is a looking glass I turned who I was and who I wasn't into who I am And that motherfucker is impressive, I would be his friend Even if the only reason why was to encourage him Made it through a world where I ain't ever had nobody else If I wanted something, I just had to do that shit myself I respect the people that ain't have to do the same thing But if life's a game, well, then, I guess I'm just the final boss I've been trying to figure out what's next, but maybe, this is it Maybe I don't give a fuck if I am known for anything Maybe I just wanted some stability so I could turn the benefits into a life where I don't have to stress again And it seems like everybody suffering from jealousy Treating every like and every tweet like it's some medicine Doing everything when everything has never been enough Just so they can get some recognition from someone they love Take it from me, I speak from experience I just been adding commas, y'all just missing periods I delegate my motivations to my brilliance And turn that genius into these songs for your convenience Just took a look inside the mirror, I'm the goat, boy The only rapper that I know that isn't broke, boy It's everybody taking shots that got no scopes, boy Every single time I catch a glimpse they get exposed, boy It's just a race against myself, I'm trying to keep up It's like I'm talking to myself and I'm just speechless It's like your bitch will only text me on the weekends And the only language that she speaks is cunnilingus You arm and arm, I'm Armie Hammer, and I taste blood You in my motherfucking lane, and I am Caitlyn It's like you'd do like anything to become famous But you got a face that's like a Derek Chauvin mugshot You should probably suck a dick instead like Kim K I know a couple dudes that look just like they Ray J I know a couple dudes that'd probably say they hate me Imagine me caring 'bout some dudes that never made it Y'all be rapping like you Ice Cube with a Jheri Curl But you sound like you put ice cubes in strawberry milk I could never hit a bitch, but you is something else Wouldn't even take your bummy ass to fucking In-N-Out Something like your live sets, they want you in and out While I just book my own shit, and then I pay myself I could never fucking starve along a hillside I would move a mountain just to get a better sunrise I stay strapped with every key, I'll open any door And every time I make a hit, I need a couple more And I'm swinging like I'm Floyd in round eleven, when I can see you're gassed, because you never had to go the length I won't show you all my cards with every single play But don't forget, I keep a house that's full like Mary-Kate Just know that everybody fed like it's a dinner date Know we celebrating our last supper every single day And I'm getting to the point, but, I ain't made it yet If you ain't seen me at my worst, you'll never see my best And when I tell my girl I love her, I don't even ask 'Cause I know she's always gonna say that shit right back I'm just having me a blast, sometimes I reminisce Like, when I tatted Breakdown back in 2010 Cole was rapping 'bout his father after mine died Said he hated him, but that he wanted one so damn bad And I couldn't shake that fact, because what's how I felt But all that struggle is what made me find my damn self 'Cause I ain't ever had nobody I could turn to So I started writing so that I could be somebody else And now the only thing I know is me, bitch And you're never gonna be me, bitch Went from rapping as a dream, to a rapper with a dream Now I'm 29 and rap like I'm on Dreamville And I ain't even need to prove it no more But, just in case you don't remember, here you go I wrote this song in 20 minutes, just checked the score There won't ever be another me, and that's for damn sure I used to wonder if the clock would reset itself Or if I'd have to find the time to invest in myself And so I put a lifetime into me, and Now I got you looking like you don't want to be here I don't even need a beat and that's facts, though Everybody always fronting through the back door Everybody got a problem 'til they need something And it seems like every day somebody fucking needs something Swear to God, I think I have to be 100 in Like I'm filling up the tank inside the tour van Now it's been like 21 entire minutes, and I got me a women that's been waiting in my king bed So I have to hit the stop, dawg, it's peace out But we know you 'bout to hit the fucking restart Even if you fucking hate me, dawg, run it back Show it to your favorite rapper, so he knows he isn't shit I've been nice to all these fake fucks too long And I tried to keep it short, this feel like two songs So, I got to cut me off, I got some shit to do And if we ever cross paths, I will not remember you |
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