Lyrics 6 to the WORLD - Hp Boyz

I see that look in your eyes (Look in your eyes)
And what it's telling me
And you know
Ooh, girl that I'm not shy
I'm glad you picked up on my telepathy, now baby

Fresh off the international
First tour were like this shit was natural
Sold out seven shows overseas
Came back and spent 15 G's in a week
Now I'm halfway through the EP
And I gotta thank God, TG
Used to dream 'bout being on TV
Now I can't watch without seeing my G's on the screen
Stepped in pause, on my boss, shit
You don't do dirt, you the chocolate
Post-tour, never worry what the cost is
I'm just tryna get Crocs to Lacoste's bow
Tell me what now
Gotti got the dookie like the queen from the South (Ayy)
They tell me I'm foul, but I can never be like them
I got my G's 'til the end

Still in another trap
We don't talk to the feds, but the phone still tap
Coppers try to charge but it's only cling wrap
Took a couple gas bottles but we still got waps
Coppers still dirty, he's soon home early while I'm copping Burberry
My everydays a earning, watch these haters burning
Got me like Fredo, I can see the tables turning
Always stay one hundred 'cause you know I stay worthy
Show no mercy, gang stay murky
Never dying out, but the vision never blurry
Pull up to the scene, I pull out like Shirley
Gang that

Ayy, take it back to the broke days
Keep it humble through all of this struggle
And I feel blessed, see my mama stress less
Seeing my bros eat best, be the best dressed
But it took long nights to get too long whites
It was empty pockets, now I buy it when I want it
It got me like Roddy Ricch, I'm always ballin'
My older G's still trapping from the morning
Can't forget real ones when you make home runs, yeah
It's still the same, my bros before the fame
They switch-up just 'cause the cash came
Better days, getting paid to entertain
I roll another doobie and I puff and pass, yeah
The dream became at last
Have to thank my G's, my bros from HP
Huh, and all the haters in between
I'm just way too busy chasing that milli
Watch the six elevate like Drizzy
Blood blazing, if you still hating
We still baking, taking those payments