Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nominated, artist - Hit-Boy. Date of issue: 30.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Nominated |
| Please desire me, desire me, des- |
| Let your eyes feel what you- |
| Please desire me, desire me, des- |
| Let your eyes feel what you- |
| Brought in the guillotine |
| Niggas thought they ended me |
| You believe that |
| Nigga you’ll believe anything |
| Believe it when you see it |
| Hit the block and I bleed it |
| One on one with my demons |
| And the score still even |
| Took two aleve |
| Think I had too much to drink |
| These boys dropping like eaves |
| Shit I did it with ease |
| You get it? |
| They eavesdropping |
| Me? |
| I’m just ease topping |
| Sport got the beat bopping |
| Really we locked in |
| Eating on this track, that’s rap caviar |
| Promised my little sister one day that we would have it all |
| Uh, now look at my wrist |
| My shit be freezed, damn |
| Nah bitch these beats ain’t free |
| For your free stash |
| Filled with joy, young black boy |
| Back and I’m bubbling like a can of LaCroix |
| This ain’t the song to go number one on your iTunes |
| This a song for survival |
| I’m praying for my rivals |
| I’m praying for my rivals |
| And that’s no joke man |
| Niggas think they fucking with me |
| They on coke man |
| Run me my advance shit |
| This industry will make you wanna take something |
| Fuck around, break something |
| Roll a wood face something |
| Looking at these beachfronts |
| Probably hit Miami |
| Used to shop at the alley |
| Now we back at the Grammy’s |
| Saw Nipsey at staples |
| He told me he had some tables |
| All money, yeah a party |
| I told him that I’ma call him |
| But if I recall it right, I went in to work |
| It broke my heart when they laid the homie in the dirt |
| I had a dream last night and you was in it |
| I was feeling remorse, I think that’s why you visited |
| To remind me we made a classic, they gotta play it |
| Woke up to the news, racks in the middle we nominated |
| That’s my first nomination as an artist, too |
| 2020, level |
| It ain’t been nothing like this since EPMD |
| Watch out for the crossover |
| Give me space I can’t breathe |
| If this payed for, y’all RICO |
| Plus I’ma Leo, Burberry my street clothes |
| Black lives matter it’s all facts |
| I got the black nine with me I’m 'bout to blast |
| Like it’s New Year’s Eve in the hood |
| I can’t picture myself leaving for good |
| I love the way these barbecues smells too much |
| These politicians keep on failing us |
| My head to the sky, everyday I’ma strive |
| To make my grandmother proud of a soldier |
| Hit in a Rover I play Minnesota |
| Colorado know Im finna cook up |
| Another sixteen that’s hitting like drugs |
| I’m tryna help niggas own they pub |
| They just wanna frost, play the local club |
| It’s hard the judge when you from the mud |
| Somewhere between patient and being in a rush |
| Eating free lunch that’s how real it was |
| This shit spiritual |
| All the years we spent on burnside |
| Printing T-shirts and all that |
| Love |