Hype Me Up

Hype me up

I'm from the land where them dimes be bad to the bone
Money ain't long, then you gots to go home
You'll get stepped on, so you gots to be strong
And life move fast, so you can't move wrong
Mm, that same old song
Until you made it, you're on your own
Who knows what can happen?

So you must keep going

And in the streets, yeah, stick to the code
It's a lose-lose when you get in that mode
Choose you and leave with love

Can the truth be told?
All I'm saying, you better not fold
Do it for the ones that watched you grow
Do it for the ones that tippy-toed
This a long game, let the story unfold

Mm, hype me up (Hype me up)
Hype me up (Hype me up)
Hype me up
Mm, hype me up (Hype me up)
Hype me up (Hype me up)
Hype me up

Yeah, right
Especially if the head right
I ain't scared of the
You just want the red lights (Red lights, red lights)
Even though I can't spell her

She's a baddie from Atlanta
Please someone to judge the carapana
I told y'all niggas I'm him
I told y'all niggas I'm him
Hype me up, hype me up
All my bad-bad bitches, all my fat niggas
Need more chicken, not the liquor
With the stick in my hand, got my dick in my hand

Hype me up, hype me up
I'ma blow a bag with you, I'm a trap nigga
All about business, she can get it when I'm throwin' them bands
On my wrist, hundred grand

Mm, hype me up (Hype me up)
Hype me up (Hype me up)
Hype me up (Hype me up)
Mm, hype me up (Hype me up)
Hype me up (Hype me up)
Hype me up

Run that shit back