Lyrics Hear Me Out - Pressa

Hear Me Out

I mix Amiri with a white tee
She ain’t never met a nigga like me
She ain’t never met a vibe like this
Record deal, I can’t hit and miss
No time, can’t smoke can’t sip
Long way from a quarter brick
Plenty nights I been going through it, and nobody ever notices
Them versus us, we put up a fight
I need blood all on my face by the end of the night
Lil' bitch, I fill up my Glock, I know the beat it sound like a knife
He want a penthouse top of the roof but he’s scared of heights
Where the love, I don’t know
Niggas fold but mines won’t
Devil tricks in my soul
Tell me something a nigga don’t know
Mama trippin' and she getting worried
A nigga so heavy like how did she carry me?
I pray to God but not bloody Mary
Reciting the prayer I wonder if he hear me out
I took the long way, I reroute I feel like I’m Rowdy Rebel
He getting shells like Donatello
I hit the club just like my bitch but we pulling up at Bootsy Bellows
My bitches badder than several
Don’t know what it is but my bitch bougie, and it’s so hard to say hello
I ain’t no regular nigga
Just me, and my Glock, and my hitters
I ain’t no regular sipper
That '42 fuck up my liver
I wonder if he in or he out
That FN go in and out
I wonder if he sell me out
That loyalty got no amount
Where the love, I don’t know
Niggas fold but mines won’t
Devil tricks in my soul
Tell me something a nigga don’t know
Mama trippin' and she getting worried
A nigga so heavy like how did she carry me?
I pray to God but not bloody Mary
Reciting the prayer I wonder if he hear me out
Where the love, I don’t know
Niggas fold but mines won’t
Devil tricks in my soul
Tell me something a nigga don’t know
Mama trippin' and she getting worried
A nigga so heavy like how did she carry me?
I pray to God but not bloody Mary
Reciting the prayer I wonder if he hear me out