Hasan's Interlude Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I'm too young for the problems
I sip on the bottle
Gambling my life I ain't hit like the lotto
My friends up in college
I should've just followed
One say he wan' drop out but hey
What do I know
Running through chapters
I'm passing up paper
That quick money don't match the shit that come later
I take what come with it I gotta go get it
Do this for the fam
And my motherfuckin niggas
I'm too young for the problems
I sip on the bottle
Gambling my life I ain't hit like the lotto
My friends up in college
I should've just followed
One say he wan' drop out but hey
What do I know
Running through chapters
I'm passing up paper
That quick money don't match the shit that come later
I take what come with it I gotta go get it
Do this for the fam and my motherfuckin
niggas
They say I'm the hardest
I'm tryna be the smartest
They say if I do it my way I'm retarded
They hate on my dreams
They ain't shook up the market
Know niggas with master degrees up in Target Follow your heart don't you follow a nigga
Be a damn worker or start you a business
Not in the Olympics but I'm a whole gymnast
I run to the bag and you know I'ma flip it
I sip on the bottle I hit on the ganja
African bitch want weed well Wakanda Forever be killing these niggas like Dahmer
Your diamonds ain't shine like your songs say rewind it
Your OG really a fuckin' false prophet
Hole in your jeans had to get out of pocket
Hole in your chest let me stay right on topic
I'm too young for the problems
I sip on the bottle
Gamblin' my life I ain't hit like the lotto
My friends up in college
I shoulda just followed
One say he wan' drop out but hey
What do I know
Runnin' through chapters I'm passin' up paper That quick money don't match the shit that come
Later
I take what come with it I gotta go get it
Do this for the fam and my motherfuckin' niggas I'm too young for the problems
I sip on the bottle
Gamblin' my life I ain't hit like the lotto
My friends up in college
I shoulda just followed
One say he wan' drop out but hey
What do I know
Runnin' through chapters I'm passin' up paper That quick money don't match the shit that come later
I take what come with it I gotta go get it
Do this for the fam and my motherfuckin' niggas