Hands Together Lyrics

Hands together

My ghetto musical a clap niggas

I don't feel I need to make amends wit a rap niggas

Show me figures cuz I ain't taking if the stack thinner

Mark my sentence this the beginning of a bad temper

What's the real feeling?

Still getting bought up on some shit that I don't know about

In 2 weeks tops

My campaign a be rolling out

Tiktok playlist shit got him going out

But my words pouring out

Offering treaties always been beneath me

Talked to Dz he told me Butch you letting shit slide too easy

I'm aware

And observant

But behind them closed curtains

I was hurting and confused

staying on my p's and q's

Ain't learning from no nigga here

Like I ain't needed school

And when I turned 18

I said fuck the consequences

And for instant

When I used to live

Wit my mama Shae and her fiancé

By the time I started to writing for the hobby

Not the job

Could I take it serious it's not a prob

I knew my nigga Dutch from east side

Who threw a couple lobs

Barking up the stardom tree and log

How yall watch a nigga starve?

Proud to say we kick down doors

Nobody getting robbed

Hands together

My ghetto musical a clap niggas

I don't feel I need to make amends wit a rap niggas

Show me figures cuz I ain't taking if the stack thinner

Mark my sentence this the beginning of a bad temper