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typa way - hpm smoove lyrics

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hook: when i walk in the booth and i speak on my feelings it make a young n*gga feel typa way, we was puttin in work in the back of the yard and we was just prayin for brighter days

give a f*ck what you do it’s about how you move, if you slip up you could pay the price today, we ain’t promised tomorrow, so we on a mission i’ll give it my mother f*ckin all today

and i’m sorry, try not to go back to the old me, and you scarred it’s all my fault feel like i wrote it

and it’s hard feel like i’m in it by my lonely, and you saw it, already knowin how i’m rollin

verse:

you did what you did i did what i did well f*ck it we call in it even now, n*gga f*ck allat runnin, if we got a issue, then pull up ain’t takin no scenic route

everybody do something and get all gassed up, and they think that they hot in the city now, they be doin they best to avoid all my music but n*ggas is gone have to see me now

i’m swerving in lanes they see me now, i’m growin up and my heart gettin colder, ian stopping cause i’m only gettin older, love my momma she was w me since strollers

ima keep on jumpin over the boulders, we ain’t never listen to what they told us, you ain’t never did it then you can show us

f*ck a grammy we just wanna get older, where i’m from don’t n0body get older, codeine mix it up w the soda

leave his body leakin smellin the odors, you ain’t hpm then you can’t bro us, shawty callin but i don’t even know her

going up i can’t seem to get lower, by myself you could call me the loner, smoove hot and n0body could hold em

growin up i lived right up the street, where my daddy got k!lled at, everyday i had to feel that, f*ck the talkin push his wig back
i’m hidin out where he live at, so p*ssy you gon have to feel that, f*ck the talkin push his wig back, f*ck the talking push his wig bag

when i walk in the booth and i speak on my feelings it make a young n*gga feel typa way, we was puttin in work in the back of the yard and we was just prayin for brighter days

give af what you do it’s about how you move, if you slip up you could pay the price today, we ain’t promised tomorrow, so we on a mission i’ll give it my mf all today

and i’m sorry, try not to go back to the old me, and you scarred it’s all my fault feel like i wrote it

and it’s hard feel like i’m in it by my lonely, and you saw it, already knowin how i’m rollin

- hpm smoove lyrics

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