Lyrics HOPE - Lil Mouse

HOPE

Truer nigga how when was we was broke\nHow to what? How to lock it in and run that money up\nShoot them, Keesp\nI love this\nFell in love with fashion, paid five thousand for this coat (Goddamn)\nI can’t stop by and give my brothers hope, you snitch and we cut your rope\nWe won’t listening to no older niggas, they washed up like soap (Dumbass)\nIt won’t hurt you just to show a nigga how and we was broke\nHow to what, how to lock it in and run that money up\nCome through that cut, this ain’t no bubble guts, we fuck their stomach up\n(Grahh)\nNo, we don’t care about who we kill, cam put no fan in none of us (Dumbass)\nNow we was going out together, how they come take one of us (Goddamn)\nWe gon' keep on stunning, we don’t give a fuck who mad at us (Take 'em)\nBack we when we was broke, we ain’t want people to feel sad for us\nBro got off his ass, got in his bag 'cause he could hustle (Skee)\nSoon this will reload we gon' spin back, make sure we crush them (Boom Boom)\nBand a curl like a haunted house, lets just run them out\nIf he thinking about coming in this house, ain’t no getting out (Grahh)\nGot a choppa with like 90 rounds, lets sit on the couch (Grahh)\nWe don’t even tryna come calm him down 'cause he be tweaking out (Tweakin')\nEverywhere I go I rap my gang even in every song (gang gang)\nWe gon' talk in person, police might be tapping every phone\nSoon as we pulled up we let our shots and he was screaming loud (boom boom)\nCops still going as we were shooting and he was bleeding out (Skerrr)\nFell in love with fashion, paid five thousand for this coat\nI can’t stop by and give my brothers hope, you snitch and we cut your rope\n(Grahh)\nWe won’t listening to no older niggas, they washed up like soap (Dumbass)\nIt won’t hurt you just to show a nigga how and we was broke (How to What)\nHow to what, how to lock it in and run that money up (Skee)\nCome through that cut, this ain’t no bubble guts, we fuck their stomach up\n(Boom Boom)\nNo, we don’t care about who we kill, cam put no fan in none of us (Dumbass)\nNow we was going out together, how they come take one of us (Goddamn)