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Hypeaholics

by A Hype

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1.
Ready? Let’s go. In this business I don’t give a fuck if I sell a bit. I’m in it to win it for my fam, no luck, not some damn spinning. On my record, now check it, I wreck shit, yell a fit. If you ever doubted me, I’m out to be happy grinning. No sappy ending, I’m sending the harsh reality. Life a tragedy, just gotta march on, how sad it be. But the calamity I wear like a badge of the honor. Given to those who driven, I ain’t gon’ be a goner. On ya desires, I fuel the fires and keep them hopes. Alive, in strive, ya jive to my sky high dopes. When life knock me down, I block the clown who moody. Gotta cease the bull to have lotta peace in full. Dude, he ain’t know what he on, claims. That come from dumb names, get blocked like LeBron James. The strong frames I’m blowing away, flowing astray. Ya wanna hear me flaunt about the clout, yearly I amount. Uhhhh, I ain’t gonna do that. Can’t paint the picture like I wasn’t once the new cat. Who burned bridges, I learned smidges bit by bit. To turn from dunce to learn to pounce on being legit, seeing the shit. Grow, I attack the mic like it my first song. Yo, why ya slack? Get back and burst on. That scene like ya mean it, I been wit’ the losses. I started to ride, when to the side I did toss this. Departed the died soul, my eyed goal I push to. To my foes, bros or hoes, the case I close and hush you. I base the pro’s and con’s on my own self belief. I chase the flows of don’s, so yeah to be brief. Shoutout Hov, shoutout Nas, ya can loathe bout being ass. Or have drove to top class, by how ya clothe ya brain and gas. Ya gain in mass, cause ya need to believe. Exceed and achieve past the limit, from last to vast past the dim shit. I’m tryna work on it, every day and levy say. Into a heavy way of impact, cause I’m Him, fact. Trying to be the best me I can. And just when I think I’ve reached it, I push it even more. And so on, and so on, and so on. Have an amazing day.
2.
(A Hype Verse) I don’t play the part, this shit ain’t some casting. I say it from the heart, this shit is everlasting. Never blasting cause y’all want me wildin’ out. I’d rather gather freestylin’ clout, than a cannon spout. The man in this is bout, his friends and family. But don’t cross me, see amends a calamity. If they ain’t mutual, they try to taint, that usual. Jealous fellas paint the portrait, like I’m corporate. Nah, I just moved on, not putting up wit’ your shit. Plus I proved long ago, I know my own floor get. Higher and higher, I’m ascending like Messiah. I’m ending the pending prior, cause ya cross me, ya loss G. A boss be strong, not just in song, ya can trust the don, I’ll thrust my prong. At any challenger, dudes claim they so sick. That’s why they malinger, they lame and ain’t shit. Go pick on someone else, getting past me is false. As they asked me questions in sessions as to how I waltz. Through the slew of bullshit, I say they ain’t gon’ pull it. Go slay me wit’ a bullet, ‘fore that they’ll full quit. You’re at the point where ya story tell in ya joint. I blaze that craze when I amaze, glory I’ll anoint. To real shit, feel it? That’s Ghais. Album Of The Year, seldom a peer this nice. Don’t need the ice, to show the flow cold blooded. Can’t put a price, on when I go full studded. In know-the-ledge, yo they edgy on Twitter. But they ain’t a dope spitter, they cope by being bitter. Seeing litter more and more by the day. Facts are, you’re a whore, cry and pray. On my downfall, but the crown all sizes don’t fit. In it to win it for more than prizes, I won’t quit. Yeah, shoutout Ghais Guevara. Shoutout minusign on the beat. Y’all can’t compete. We out.
3.
Yeah, ha, I feel like, now’s the time to let the world hear this, my truest thoughts, this is me. I wanna take a moment to reflect on my life. And see it how it is when I’m not holdin’ the knife. Wanting to end it, I’m threatening more and more. Send it to high or low, sky or flo’. Meddling wit’ the shit that got me feeling lit and shit. Damn, I wish I could dish, myself out this mess, yes, I stress on the daily. Waiting for God or Satan to ail me. Wait … I wanna take a moment to reflect on my life. Make a bestowment to others that I respect they life, and don’t cut them with the knife. Cold and I slice, myself, I shelf and bottle pain. Throttle it my main thang, coddle shit I just don’t do. Won’t do, nah, gotta break out the habit. Take out the addict and make out the fabric. To sow back together, my life and that’s whether. I rhyme perfect and sure checked or just did it from the heart. Let the kid shit start, this is my design, no need to intervene or twine. With complicated matters, the data’s gone overload. A Hype, stay ripe, tryna not go ovo’ board. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, lemme do my dance, shake my ass, take my pants, and go let ‘em lil loose. I don’t give a fuck what the public dub quick, I just gotta do me, yeah, just gotta do me. Yeah, lemme do my dance, shake my ass, take my pants, and go let ‘em lil loose. I don’t give a fuck what the public dub quick, I just gotta do me, yeah, gotta do me. Haha, I’m a crazy sucka. Dope ass, muh’ fucka, yes haha. Luck the way we can sway people into thinking. Like we do, what he knew, don’t change based on me and you. It’s own opinion, let them roam, from the dome. I carry heat, can’t be beat, but it not some chrome. I got it from my home, the hot styling. Kindness, don’t blind this, I ain’t gon’ be wilding. Yeah, lemme do my dance, shake my ass, take my pants, and go let ‘em lil loose. I don’t give a fuck what the public dub quick, I gotta just do me, yeah, just do me. Yeah, lemme do my dance, shake my ass, take my pants, and go let ‘em lil loose. I don’t give a fuck what the public dub quick, I just gotta do me, yeah, just do, much love.
4.
Yeah yeah, back up in this bitch. Hyplosive. Motha fucka. Let’s go. I got them motha fucka’s going nuts like a pack of squirrels. Back ya butts up, that’s what’s up, plus I got referrals. If ya wanna flaunt that ass, be my guest, top class. Work work, I skrrt skrrt, the best, I like her wit’ some sass. Get ya grass, let blaze, shit I’ll pass on the gaze. It party time, Bacardi time, I have a hearty dime. As my thang, she listen, to my slang, it glisten. I’m trapping, I’m dapping, my homies, what’s happenin’. Y’all know me as captain, on this ship I don’t dip. I don’t slip, I do rip, this shit lit, I’m mappin’. Success route, the best out, the rest pout, I bless out. The people with sequel to Greatness, can’t hate this. Motha fucka’s jealous, bout fellas wit’ the biggest cheddar. Cheese and Dope, wit’ ease we cope, ya got it nope? Mine better. I could do it, be fluent in this bragging boast. Shoutout the squad, on God, on my tagging post. Check they shit, they slay it, beats and verses. For my enemies, I got disease, sheets of hearses. Motha fucka’s got a sweet tooth, treats and Hershey. Let’s compete in the booth, my heats got ya thirsty. I’m him, on God, prime swim, Michael Phelps. Breaking records, y’all taking seconds, I hope this helps. Know ya place, I flow an ace, bitch boy get out my face. Rich joy come from the heart, been saying this since the start. Yeah, I’m gonna talk my shit now. When I’m feeling myself, I feel unstoppable. Haha. Shoutout to the real ones. Hyplosive. That feeling you get when ya feeling ya shit. Yeah, I’ve got this. You’ve got this. Put ya mind to it and do it. I’ve done so much, and still have so much more to do. Let’s fucking get that shit. Hell yeah.
5.
Hmm, that McChicken sure is clickin’ to my taste buds. An easy pickin’, far from queasy sickin’ waste duds. Let’s quicken the line, mine is this and large fries. Due to inflation in the nation I see the charge rise. It be lies if you say that the fries whiff. Crisp and golden, just a wisp I’m holdin’ and a sniff. Got me addicted, I picked it up after. Hooping, I’m looping, this over and over, I capture. Heaven in a meal, even if the deal. Rising, the sizing, fills me up, thrills me yup. Get me a drink, I sink my thoughts in Powerade. I think bout lots, just relax as the drink smacks. Our played asses get blasted, bout a buncha shit. The masses a bastard, let’s escape and start to munch the shit. Watch a smile take shape, such a style they make. At McDonald’s, due to Ronald’s, perfection with every take.
6.
(A Hype verse) Yeah, I do it for real yeah, play basketball, till I decay in a casket y’all. Yeah, I do it for real yeah, the pain I mask it all, I suggest don’t ask shit y’all. Yeah, I do it for real yeah, watch top notch sports, hold my crotch in my shorts. Yeah, I do it for real yeah, botch all kinda sorts, of shit, I can’t mind my thoughts. Yeah, I do it for real yeah, find love that one of, a kind and bind away and shove. Yeah, I do it for real yeah, conceal passion like a glove, feel smashin’, dashin’ love. Yeah, I do it for real yeah, eat a plate of pasta, heat it great I gots to. Yeah, I do it for real yeah, say fuck what it cost ya, gots to eat that pasta. Yeah, I do it for real yeah, collab with gab and do it fab, attention I knew it grab. Yeah, I do it for real yeah, go to store and nab a shoe, sure joy, Yabba Dabba doo.
7.
Yeah, I wrote this one, for someone I met on Hinge. Hah. Yeah, yeah. Let’s get it. H I N G E. Rapping to this fly chick I met on Hinge, bet I’ll binge on why I’m sick, but not as in cringe. As in so ill, go chill that’s what they used to tell me. Being short fused, now that didn’t ail me. I sport mused thoughts that I lay out on ink. What I say they doubt, until I shrink. They ego with what we know is my life. Basketball, y’all know that my wife. The casket all sizes fit, so do the prizes wit’, the increase in fame, but to cease the name. That’s jealous, and fellas, want what you got. Flaunt that you shot, but every shot I take I make. I shake an enemy, make them a distant memory, I am the remedy to an inner spree, of hate, my love great, it fight and it win. Take it for a spin, I don’t fake, I’m right, aight? Yeah. Yeah. Hinge, the best dating app. Fuck Tinder that hinder, it the best rating app. Fuck Bumble that crumble, it the best mating app. This is A Hype approved, from others I have moved. Hinge, the best dating app. Fuck Tinder that hinder, it the best rating app. Fuck Bumble that crumble, it the best mating app. This is A Hype approved, from others I have moved. Hinge, the best dating app. Fuck Tinder that hinder, it the best rating app. Fuck Bumble that crumble, it the best mating app. This is A Hype approved, from others I have moved.
8.
Munch Remix 01:44
Ya thought I was feeling you? What the fuck is a munch. All I know is dealing through, starving like it for lunch. For my rep, pure my prep, is but not this step. Carving a whole bunch of pain, I’m insane, yep. Ya thought I was killing you? Well hell, call me Jack The Ripper. I pack a clipper, PG13 clip ya. Better follow or the hollow getting through to you. Ahhh stop, I ain’t ever gon’ pop. Dropping bodies like the Saudi’s would waste my talent. Copping shotties just some copy and paste, not gallant. And that’s what I am, damn right I know that. But I gotta lotta ways to phrase where my flow at. I can beat you at your own game, checkers. Not chess, I got this, you the building, I’m the wreckers. Demolishing ya shit, I’m polishing the hit. Just for yapping that my rapping ain’t at all lit. Y’all bit the bait, I get the plate and none left. Let you get greedy, I’m a lethal threat like Idi. Amin, I been on the strong kinda posture. Yet they bet I ain’t all that and I’m ass, sure. A done theft of this shit, highway robbery. The way I slay on this shit, it’s my day, sobbery. From the dumb, ones who haters, bitch I ain’t doing favors. My style never caters to debaters, naysayers. Ya thought I was feeling you? What the fuck is a munch. All I know is dealing through, starving like it for lunch. For my rep, pure my prep, is but not this step. Carving a whole bunch of pain, I’m insane, yep. Ya thought I was feeling you? What the fuck is a munch. All I know is dealing through, starving like it for lunch. For my rep, pure my prep, is but not this step. Carving a whole bunch of pain, I’m insane, yep. Bitch.
9.
Yeah, shoutout Lil G Mills, I need ya weed, give me some ill refills. They can hate but never take and kill the skills. I’m so great, and I make a thrill, see chills? Down ya spine, they mine, I’m creating. Innovating classics, when ya hating bastards. Fight what I write, I might ignite fury. Then ya gotta worry, a lotta hurry from my slurry. Mouth, shit get south, I lose temper. Lil G Mills, the feels I get from the hemp ya. Supply, is fly, high like an eagle. I’m living regal, sniffing the shit like a beagle. Whiffing on it, that’s the poor ass critic. I’m sure class did it, got you thinking since kid shit. Drugs bad, lead to slugs from the gat. I’m here to say, hey, government thugs that. We need gun control, without it ain’t fun to stroll. Worrying out bout shot down, I got down. Hugs glad to receive while we still here. I breathe ‘fore I leave, all of my dreams and ‘till there. Done, I’m on the run, doing pursuing the fun. Schemes for C.R.E.A.M.’s, and sure I’ll make memes. Not opposed to those who chose funny. Shiiit, I don’t care too much but go get ya money. I share too much, such as my panic. The shit it get gigantic, rule my mind, tyrannic. Cool and kind I be, till I’m still and see. Nothing to be happy bout, bluffing and I sappy pout. But what I need is weed to get back on. The peace state, ya can’t fleece great, I get my knack on. And do what I do, I knew the green work. You can disagree, but don’t be a mean jerk. The off the bean perk is brought to you. By this flyness, Lil G Mills do. It thrills you, it thrills me, hehe, raise up. The temp and the hemp, now everyone blaze up.
10.
Yeah, talk yo shit. Toxic. It’s the way we all be at times. Yeah. Not much to base my success around but still it found. I chase the best and till I rest I stress I’m hell sent bound. The dirt I did, hurt a kid way back in the day. Insert the current bid in my head I dread, wack how it stay. I grieve those who leave my life but I’m also toxic. Not to brag, it really drag on my soul, in full I got sick. Motha fucka’s wanna be 100 but they fronted. Even look at me, I took a see and my worship blunted. Yeah, I repent as much as I represent. I know I go show the love but I shove those who meant. All good, I haul could do this and that. In my vision, but my mission is to piss them at. They emotions, my notions that I gotta fend for myself. End a friend and the health, of connection, stealth ain’t wealth. It’s taught not to have got caught in the instance. But futurizing enterprising got me in the distance. Sizing up my cup, I got bitter feelings in there. Yup I hope to stop but nope, I litter dealings of bad air. Sad flair, I make my cry days all Friday’s. Try me, ain’t lying, I’m desperate, might go guess it. Not lethal till I kill ya people, that’s the angry dude. Can the mood change, rearrange, that shit be so strange. Not much to base my success around but still it found. I chase the best and till I rest I stress I’m hell sent bound. The dirt I did, hurt a kid way back in the day. Insert the current bid in my head I dread, wack how it stay. I grieve those who leave my life but I’m also toxic. Not to brag, it really drag on my soul, in full I got sick. Motha fucka’s wanna be 100 but they fronted. Even look at me, I took a see and my worship blunted. That’s that real shit, that’s that real shit, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, that’s that real shit.

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