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Hurricane Wisdom - 430 Lyrics

[Intro]
Mic check, mic check type shit
Ayy
I just wanna make a—
Okay, I say (These folks got to hear this shit, Saucii)

[Chorus]
I just wanna make a hit, but I don't wanna lie
Low-key wanna take a flick, but I'm kinda shy
I know they been talkin' shit, but I don't pay it mind
'Cause I know I ain't sparin' shit when it's time to slide

[Verse 1]
I was a shorty, granny said, "Eat your green beans"
Young niggas had two 40s and them bitches there hold green beams
It's not important, but everyone don't got big dreams
We the majority, niggas tryna make ends meet
Had to mature to realize that it's a shit creek
And life'll send you up that bitch if you ain't got no heat
But it's okay, youngin, stay focused
These is hard times, so I love a bitch who notice
Keep a hard grind for each rhyme to make me goated
Stay in your own lane, your own man'll make you lose it
I say calm down and then get groovy
Catch a bankroll, that's enough to get you movin'
You wanna get some more, then hold it down if shit get stupid
'Cause niggas off-brand, gotta watch for false flags
It be the fake friends that be tryna shake hands
If it don't make cents, nigga, it don't make sense
[Chorus]
I just wanna make a hit, but I don't wanna lie
Low-key wanna take a flick, but I'm kinda shy
I know they been talkin' shit, but I don't pay it mind
'Cause I know I ain't sparin' shit when it's time to slide

[Verse 2]
I tell them motivation, you gotta find your placement
Sometimes, you gotta figure it out
And that take some dedication, I know that you can make it
See, I just wanna show you how
Listen
I fucked over twenty bands just for bein' friendly
And then I lost a couple friends just for bein' stingy
Then I tried to make amends, they ain't wanna hear me
I say fuck 'em, I can't trust 'em, get this money now
'Cause your wallet might fold, but them hundreds, they won't change on you
So just stick to the goal, I swear that I see fame in you
I know how it goes, they gon' try to throw the blame on you
You turn around and everybody actin' brand new
You swear it's love, I swear to God them boys can't stand you
They just tryna turn your noggin into ant food
And I'm just tryna turn the projects to a Cancún
You think I'm a lie, you'd be a damn fool

[Chorus]
I just wanna make a hit, but I don't wanna lie
Low-key wanna take a flick, but I'm kinda shy
I know they been talkin' shit, but I don't pay it mind
'Cause I know I ain't sparin' shit when it's time to slide
[Outro]
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