Lyrics Hear Me Out (feat. Stakes, Freddy DoLess, UnoDeuce, ¡kylkenny! & 724x) - 724x , The Neverending Mixtape

Yeah
Hear me out yo
Hear me out yo

Hear me out loud and clear like a preacher
ADHD4K through the speakers
She say she hate me but she yelling go deeper
Shakira waist but her back Onika Minaj
Face Zendaya, feeling like I'm sleeping under the stars
She wanna stay up talking feelings
I feel I can't be arsed
I need to lay up for the weekend off a xan and a half
Cause you know I beat it up, Stella Artois

My bitch was fat, now she thin
She got off her ass
This shit I smash
I come in, leave her in a cast
Crazy, I pace back and forth like gym class
Told the bitch I dont want none, Sister Act
She know, I wanna fuck not cuddle
Wait bro, yeah I'm in my duffle
And we put our money together, watch that shit double
Got big blunts
Power puff, we blow bubbles
You in trouble thought he'd make it to the sixth round
The bell not even rang and he saying he got to sit down
Cousin ran up and you like, wait bro, hear me out
Bao, bao, bao, bao, bao, you can't hear now
You can't hear now
We what they fear now
They shed a tear now
Yeah, they seem sincere now

Hear me out loud and clear like a preacher
ADHD4K through the speakers
She say she hate me but she yelling go deeper
Shakira waist but her back Onika Minaj
Face Zendaya, feeling like I'm sleeping under the stars
She wanna stay up talking feelings
I feel I can't be arsed
I need to lay up for the weekend off a xan and a half
Cause you know I beat it up, Stella Artois

I can still remember
Trying to touch the road
On the way to see a girl with a dozen roses
Now my sights are set on venues with a hundred rows
And I tell the girls to let it go like I was up in Frozen
Derozan, never miss with the hits
Antetekounmpo, I get hummus you bitch
I'ma hit a triple double, not a lick of assist
We be bringing round your sister, we be telling her strip
When I was a youngin' they said chill, let Christopher spit
I had a romance with the mic, we would kiss on the lips
When I was younger I would reminisce on living all rich
And now I'm old and got some money, I just think with my dick
Touching road with a baddy on the side
She only wear stiletto, she a ballerina type
Hit the after party, send the addy and I'll slide
Mustang in the garage, we in the Caddy for the night

Got too many options
Got freak hoes when I'm out in Compton
Getting cream with the team out in Boston
Get the champagne ready cause we poppin'

I got a nine millimeter in my back pocket
I'm going on a trip to hit a bitch with a rocket
Don't wanna see me when I aim and I cock it
Best believe that I'm going for your socket
Carpe Noctem, I gotta be in your top ten
When I pop in, I drive the boat I cannot swim
Got no options, I'm great, tell me how could I not win
Need some raw shit from Stakes and Kenny you got them
Hip-hop twins like Brad Jordan in 1991
Or like Gamera fuckin up a small city I'm having fun
While demolishing any beat you put in front of me
Fall in defeat at my feet, respect me or you get sent out to Coventry
Shout out to my British niggas know y'all hoes in love with the
Five nine shit starter but my heart is eight foot three
Saving the sacred key, no vacancies for wack rap niggas
Three's a muthafuckin' crowd so get out, Jack Trippers

Damn I hit the stu like Brian Griffin
Baby rap different
Lying about the bodies in your verse
I guess you cap niggas
Oh I see you step in in your purse
You in your bag nigga
I'll put you out on the strip
Go show your ass nigga

Yeah I said I'm back, though I ain't never been backdoored
It's a nightmare when them niggas in attack mode
Labels want a nap, they should pick me like afros
Balling like we the Astros, no love for you assholes
Take these bitches down, I led the league in tackles
Comin agg with the mag they should have me in shackles
Cross me one time, I get your chess like castles
Shit hot like a bottle of Tabasco

Rappers never get even, I rap this shit for a reason
You rap about beef, I'd rather rap bout a vegan
Who just started this evening, who don't like what they eating
Asking is this shit seasoned
Kind of like you when you rapping and I mean it

It's getting hotter, check the heat, check the climate
It be dotted on the sheet when I sign it
They can not stop me, I don't need be reminded
Bitch I get under their skin, ultraviolet
I get violent, plates are flying, babies crying
The mayans warned us of the day I'm arriving
I go Sean de Paul, baby girl dutty wining
Cause she know bout sliding down the pole like she a fireman
I'm a tyrant in early days I inspire them
Then it's a genocide, bring back the sirens
Freddy chopper got a dick, chicks in Thailand
You gon' pay for the pussy, Miss Saigon
See me and Stew were speaking the other day and discussing
He told me about a time
Before she ever had me busting
I said can I bring Stakes
And she said yuck that's disgusting