Lyrics Hope Full - Marlon Craft, Ricky Motion

Hope Full

Nobody let’s beats play anymore
Know what I mean?
They always just start rappin and shit like
Remember when they used to let it just play you could catch a feel or whatever.
Look me in my eyes for a minute
I ain’t cried in a minute
I been dyin on the inside
I been tryin just to get us
Like my eyes got this tint
It’s really hard for me to just smile
Lookin round just make me sad
They don’t get my frown and that shit just make me mad
I never stay down when life kick me in my ass
Cause shit ain’t ever hopeless
But I wonder should I hope less?
What’s the cost of payin attention?
Is it too much to be free?
Walk in the room like ye high sway all the tension
But none of my answers definite
Playin lots the same notes
Think I need some new chords
Doin lots of think I need some new chores
Think I need to do mine
And you need to do yours
Makin sure we all win
Maybe we should lose more
Maybe we would learn then
Maybe we should try shit
I don’t want the love if it’s on some one-time shit
I ain’t really hear this beat until the sunlight hit
I be scared that I’ll never be on the run height shit
Sometimes it’s just time for a change
I wish I could do the world, but I’ll start with me
And no matter how well the music age
What’s it mean if I never find harmony?
Look me in my eyes for a minute
I ain’t cried in a minute
I been dyin on the inside
I been tryin just to get us
Like my eyes got this tint
It’s really hard for me to just smile
Lookin round just make me sad
They don’t get my frown and that shit just make me mad
I never stay down when life kick me in my ass
Cause shit ain’t ever hopeless
But I wonder should I hope less?
I’m boutta hit L.E.S.
with my final check
Shit I just got a letter from the I.R.S
Philosophy with that on Clinton’s Harlem office
They gon have to get through many brothas just to get to me
If you tryna reach me then it’s better not to message me
A flair or the bat signal function more effectively
Anything but that I really hate my Jack and all these stupid social obligations
that ya’ll have for me to keep it packed
Bun tied underneath my Yankee cap
My city with me everywhere I go
Overshield for phony shit to which we be exposed
Ex says she want nothin to do with me no more
But still posts pictures in my clothes
Common sense erodes, enough of that shit
Let me light the pack a bowl of that
And plus a bowl of Apple Jacks
A perfect stack
My grandma tried to say I need a new distraction
One that don’t involve consumption, numbin pain or bein passive
All that on my body’s taxin
Told her I might make a switch
I ain’t make a promise cause I like my nose the way it is
Maybe I could go from toy to boy soon
See what life is kinda like
Til then I’ll be overdosed on Mike and Ike’s shit I just hope that
Look me in my eyes for a minute
I ain’t cried in a minute
I been dyin on the inside
I been tryin just to get us
It’s like my eyes got this tint
It’s really hard for me to just smile
Lookin round just make me sad
They don’t get my frown and that shit just make me mad
I never stay down when life kick me in my ass
Cause shit ain’t ever hopeless
But I wonder should I hope less?