Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hope, artist - Young Roddy. Date of issue: 24.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hope |
| Surprised I ain’t jumped over the ledge already |
| Uncommon, ay |
| They want that real shit but I don’t think they ready |
| Uh, born with a strike one feeling already |
| Shots rained out, somebody call the paramedics |
| Trapped in the hood where they riding round ginning |
| How many make it out? |
| Nigga, not too many |
| White man shot, they dead already |
| Shot thing jump over the ledge already |
| Surprised I ain’t make it to the feds already |
| Surprised I ain’t catch a murder case already |
| They want that real shit but I don’t think they ready |
| Got kids that they tryna put some foot in their belly |
| Even when the sky gram cry, make a pretty penny |
| Young lies on me feeling like Machiavelli but |
| Small thing took shine it’s no biggy |
| Feeling like Bruce Lee when i kick it |
| Sorry, ain’t shit, sweep up my swisher |
| Said the blind lead the blind, no vision |
| Uncommon, yeah |
| It is what it is, I’ma tell it like it is |
| Man, they tell you keep it real but they never keep it real |
| I’m uncommon |
| I try to keep the peace |
| But I gotta keep a piece in the belly of the best |
| Work my hard on my sleep |
| Uncommon |
| It is what it is, I’ma tell it like it is |
| Man, they tell you keep it real but they never keep it real |
| I’m uncommon |
| I try to keep the peace |
| But I gotta keep a piece in the belly of the best |
| Work my hard on my sleep |
| Uncommon |
| Caught with the strap so you got two felons |
| They don’t give a fuck, living like fellas |
| Give hope to the hood but they don’t give you no credit |
| How many homies dead? |
| Nigga, way too many |
| White man shot, they encaged already |
| Wonder why my shirt didn’t turn red already |
| Surprised I ain’t never get tased already |
| Probably wonder why I ain’t never get slaved already |
| Two tears in the bucket, man it’s pain way heavy |
| It’s us against the world, hoping all my niggas ready |
| Come from living with his girl now ain’t living with a celly |
| Wondering will he make it home safe? |
| Ain’t no telling |
| Who the fuck are them guests? |
| Ain’t nothing let it |
| I ain’t never had shit, why they jealous? |
| Took a L but I’m counting my blessings |
| Took a L but I’m counting my blessings |
| I’m uncommon |
| It is what it is, I’ma tell it like it is |
| Man, they tell you keep it real but they never keep it real |
| I’m uncommon |
| I try to keep the peace |
| But I gotta keep the peace in the belly of the best |
| Work my hard on my sleep |
| Uncommon |
| It is what it is, I’ma tell it like it is |
| Man, they tell you keep it real but they never keep it real |
| I’m uncommon |
| I try to keep the peace |
| But I gotta keep the peace in the belly of the best |
| Work my hard on my sleep |
| Uncommon |