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Fabolous

Genres: Hip-Hop

The Hope Lyrics - Fabolous

Don't make me put one of y'all in the grave 

I'm playing with money, y'all niggas save 

The pain I'mma cause is something y'all counldn't face 

A couple niggas shot cause one of y'all niggas brave 

Rushing him to the ER, rushing me to the stage 

This The Soul Tape 3, nothing we need to say 

Leave the handguns at home, fuck 'em, just bring the K's 

For the homies in the county with nothing that's eating trays 

Since I started eating my motto is eat away 

Top 5 is always followed by DOA 

Thought I was on top when I bottled a key of yay 

Then I went straight from the block to the VMA's 

The way the hands move on the clock you'd be amazed 

You just feel the burn, nigga. you don't see the blaze 

Take a good look at my eyes, you see the haze 

Right left, live of death either way 

Same tough guys will cry when they see you laid 

Never show your hand, they dying to see your spades 

I'm married to the game, you dying to get engaged 

You only gangster when the lions is in the cage (coward) 

Your life's worth nothing, the goons had it appraised 

I might do the ray for maroon with the beige 

Bad bitch with me, Louie with the shades 

If you ain't self employed than truly you a slave 

 

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Tooly to your waves, brain on your winter coat 

Niggas burning bridges then expecting you to send a boat 

If I'm coming at your neck think a bullet in the throat 

Never gone forget you niggas, got 'em written in my notes 

I'mma send the goons, a snitch gone. send the folks 

They gone kill you just cause, don't make me send the locs 

New blue hundreds spending c-notes 

Fresh pair of Timbs, vintage pea-coats 

I'm a stand up nigga, never been a joke 

Riding since pedal bikes with reflectors and the spokes 

I snuck up from behind, put the game in a yolk 

You apply a little pressure and them rookies finna choke 

Niggas looking washed up, it's something in the soap 

You looking like Adrien Broner in the ropes 

My shoes is 2 racks, I should be in the slopes 

Might come through in bubble same way they send the pope 

Parading down 5th Ave like I'm in a float 

That new H50 push button like remote 

Control is hard to have, especially when you broke 

They sleeping because they eating, but you hungry and you woke 

Shorty mouth wet, but her strength is in the stroke 

Greatest of all time so her name has been the goat 

She say you got the people waiting for it then it's dope 

The game is fucked up, but if you back then it's hope, nigga 

 

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